Like a comet orbiting the Earth, the Carterton 10k made its re-appearance in my running calendar today. Each year it seems to hold something different for me and, ironically, this year was no different.
This morning I was up early but it wasn’t for a run; I had to get myself across to Hertfordshire after being shortlisted to join the Ashmei ambassador programme. I don’t want to appear too keen but when you meet such an inspiring bunch of people it’s hard not to write about it!
Less than two weeks ago myself and The Wife decided, at short notice, to have a jaunt into London Village. We love London and are fortunate to make the relatively short jump of 60-odd miles fairly frequently. This visit wasn’t for the normal shopping or sightseeing, although we did see some sights; this visit was to cheer on 3000 men, women, boys and girls round a muddy field in Hampstead!
Back in May I attended a running/blogging workshop called Write This Run. It was an inspiring day but one delegate criticised my choice of running top. I’m sure it was a throw away remark but it has stuck with me and made me conscious of something I’d not given a second thought. This month, thanks to The Wife and the Xempo Performance Day, I was able to regain confidence in my Xempo top.
It’s not often that a Bank Holiday weekend welcomes warm weather and I’m usually not one to complain but (there’s always a “but”!) it wasn’t the ideal combination for my effort to tackle the multi-terrain Newbury 10k. I don’t like making excuses so I went out there and gave it a good crack. And I wasn’t disappointed! Continue reading Hot But Happy: Newbury 10k Race Review
When I first saw an advert for the Energizer Night Run in Battersea Park I was intrigued. A 10k at night sounded a bit different, maybe even fun? Was I intrigued enough to take an 136 mile round trip just to run 6 and a bit? Damn right I was! Continue reading Running In The Dark: Energizer Night Run Review
A frosty, sub-zero morning was not what I’d expected when I decided to run the 2012 Oxford Half Marathon back in July. Scraping the car at 8am made the summer feel a very long time ago indeed. Rather than making me panic about being late, methodically clearing the ice actually helped to calm my pre-race nerves. As with other aspects of my life, I had planned the journey to Oxford with a certain degree of contingency. Continue reading Oxford Half 2012: What a race!