You might want to settle down, grab a cuppa and a caramel wafer (I swear this blog is not actually sponsored by Tunnocks, but we all have dreams, if I mention them enough just maybe….) and get comfy because my marathon write-ups are usually pretty long and my fourth one is proving no different. I… Continue reading Abingdon Marathon 2018 – Trust the Training!
Yes, I KNOW this one isn't going to have universal appeal. I could shoehorn something in for my male running friends, but I REALLY don't know which plasters are best for stopping horrendous nip bleed. And I'm just going to recommend Vaseline for like, EVERYthing else, because I don't want to think about specific male… Continue reading Marathon proof make-up
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about expectations: the pressure we put on ourselves to run ‘for a time’ and what this means to us, and how this affects us whether we do or don’t achieve that time. Also how our expectations of ourselves change over time. Whether that’s being really affected by not getting… Continue reading Expectations – a tale of two half marathons
I never really had any sporting heroes. There are people that I admire, and like to see doing well and now that I run I’d probably pee my pants if I was ever in the same postcode as Paula Radcliffe or Mo Farah… but I don’t generally view sports people in the same way as… Continue reading Heroes
I’m fairly new to Instagram. I’m still kind of finding my way on social media, and only really went on Instagram originally to try to promote this here blog. So if someone follows me, and I have a little look at their profile, if it looks legit I follow back. This is not a particularly… Continue reading Sexualisation of female athletes
I’ve been thinking a lot about mental health and running again recently. This isn’t unusual, as for over a year now I’ve been mulling over the idea of setting up a running therapy practice, but now my youngest is approaching his first day at school, the idea of actually doing it is becoming a bit… Continue reading Impostor Syndrome
A Facebook memory from 6 years ago came up for me last week: it had a link to a defunct Runkeeper account (I used to log my runs on my phone, pre obsession with fancy GPS watches and stats and all of that) and the status update said, “3.2. miles! I ran the whole way!”… Continue reading We’ve come a long way, baby!