Feb 4, 2010 8
After expressing my disappointment to Greeny (pictured below) about not being able to run The World’s First Kilomathon, he came up with a suggestion: “Why not train for the Robin Hood half marathon?”
He sure is
Jan 4, 2010 4
It’s that time of year again. Time for reflection. Time, perhaps, for feeling guilty after the excesses of the past couple of weeks. It’s time for a new start. Yep, it’s time for new year’s resolutions.
But does anyone actually bother? I get the impression that most people talk about new year’s resolutions, but few ever actually see them through to any kind of outcome. Read the rest of this entry »
Dec 18, 2009 1
…both metaphorically and very literally.
2pm local time yesterday I sat sweating in the relative cool of the hotel reception, the thermometer on the wall proudly boasting 34 degrees C in said relatively cool area (it must have been another 5 degrees warmer outside. It was – and at the risk of dumbfounding you with meteorological jargon - stinking fucking hot). Read the rest of this entry »
Nov 12, 2009 4
Six weeks. SIX FUCKING WEEKS.
I had it all planned out. Sort of. Increase my mileage by approximately half a mile a week until two weeks before the race, by which time I’d be up to about thirteen miles (half a marathon), then a couple of shorter runs and lots of rest to conserve energy before the run. Simple. Read the rest of this entry »
Nov 3, 2009 4
I’m a jogger. I’m now officially a jogger. Still an obese jogger, but a jogger nonetheless.
Not only did I chalk up 4 miles last night (in 45 mins — getting quicker, just) but I’ve actually splashed out some of my hard-earned (actually that should probably just say earned) cash on:
a) entry into the kilomathon, and
b) some proper running trainers.
Oh yes. I’m a bloody jogger and I’ve got the proper trainers to prove it. Don’t expect to see me wearing Lycra shorts (sorry for the mental image) or a fluorescent yellow tabard any time soon though. Read the rest of this entry »
