If you are questioning whether or not you should be starting a race, then the you most likely shouldn't be doing it. We've all done it. We've all done that race carrying an injury, when we haven't felt well, or done that spur of the moment one with lack of training, which will inevitably hurt.… Continue reading Seeing Sense
Manchester marathon was memorable for so many reasons. I headed into marathon weekend full of doubts and questions following a less than perfect taper, of little running due to a niggle I have been babying for a few weeks. The weekend started on Friday with the ASICS UK Frontrunner meeting which was coinciding with the… Continue reading Manchester Marathon
Is it even called marathon training if you don't start to fall apart at the seams a little? No, I didn't think so. The last week of training has involved the spotty chicken pox toddler needing a week in confinement, unable to go to pre school (A whole week off before half term even starts)… Continue reading Toddlers, Tantrums and Treadmills
Well, the last three weeks (pretty much the whole of February) hasn’t gone to plan. Very much off plan. Plan, has not been life. The wheels first came off with a hip niggle that was fine to run with, until I took part in another trail night race. Although a fantastic race, the uneven ground,… Continue reading A Positive February Flop
Marathon plans. You write them, colour code them, print them. Dutifully tick off training sessions, swap them around, do everything in your power to not miss a session.... because we all know when you do, the feelings of guilt and failure come in. Which in itself is ridiculous, missing a few sessions will not ruin… Continue reading Don’t expect it to be perfect. It won’t be.
Week Three of Paris Marathon training has been such a fantastic one, following on from a great week 2, I’m almost too scared to start week 4. It’s been a week of fun, with two very different races completed, and still running every day for the Run Every Day Challenge for the charity Mind. It’s… Continue reading Week Three. Who dares, wins.
So last week two huge nuggets of wonderful news happened. Firstly, my awful history of zero ballot luck changed and it was a yes for Chicago Marathon 2018. It’s booked. It’s on. You see, my whole ‘good for age within a year’ kind of hinged on finally getting some ballot luck (there’s some irony there… Continue reading A good week for the dreams