running, reading, nonsense.
My first experience of Richard Askwith’s work was a book which I have already discussed here - his biography of Emil Zatopek, Today We Die a Little - but what prompted me to pick up Running Free was an article in the September issue of Runner's World, written by Askwith, in which he returns to… Continue reading Runners Book Club: Running Free
Autumn has kicked into gear in typical British fashion by being completely inconsistent, with the temperatures celebrating the dusky season by kicking themselves up a notch. This is no reason to complain, it is a reason to pursue one of my simpler seasonal goals: to explore some new run routes, ideally involving some hills. Last… Continue reading Ivinghoe Beacon
It is more than enough to head out the door and just go in running. This is a methodology that I particularly enjoy for longer runs on the trails, or just in places that I am not so familiar with, as those runs are more about finding a little quiet, or going on a bit… Continue reading Breakfast and Fast.
I wanted to put in some long easy miles yesterday but it was hellishly windy. A bit of wind is nice. It keeps the air moving around the body, cooling you, drying the sweat a little. A lot of wind is terrible. A stiff headwind can make any pace feel gruelling, and can turn an… Continue reading Gimme Shelter
I go to the woods at least once a week now. There are hills there that would be good for high effort reps, but I don’t usually go out there for that reason. After a tough weekend session I needed a win. I needed some peace. I needed to feel good about running. And I… Continue reading Slow Day in the Woods.
It can be hard to run without looking your watch, without thinking about mile splits, training effects, or the metrics on the app which you will look at when you get back home. It is the negative of the double edged sword which is technology, in general. We can analyse ourselves and by extension, on… Continue reading The Woods
Weird times. Is it as bad as it seems? Or is it worse? I don’t know, and chances are neither do you, and neither does the bloke in the bar proclaiming the coronavirus to, actually, be a global conspiracy to install a regime of martial law around the world. Insert eye roll. Anyway. Spend less… Continue reading Plan B, C, D…
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