A week ago I asked the awesome Morning Coffee Run community what one tip they would give to new runners and I absolutely loved the responses I got back. I thought some of them deserved to be immortalised so below are a few of the Facebook and Instagram replies from the countless received. It really highlights … Continue reading Advice from the Community
When I was 16 one of my best friends ran the London Marathon, it was my first contact with endurance running. That medal he brought back was like an emulate, giving him legendary status around school. In that instant I knew I wanted to be a runner, even though I was to do nothing about … Continue reading Am I a Runner?
Yesterday I needed to get a long run in but was faced with a quandary: I wanted to go to running club but that's only five miles, if I was to run after or before it that would mean running in the dark. I'm not a massive fan of running alone in the dark, it … Continue reading Splitting Up Your Long Runs
I came across this running group purely by chance during an Instagram scroll, instantly I was drawn in by the Tube Run's simple but exciting concept. There are so many running clubs, groups and movements springing up at the moment that it is hard to decide which one might be right for you. Tube Run, … Continue reading Running with…The Tube Runners
On the eve of every January 1st, I scribble on a post-it my aims for that new year about to burst into life with fireworks and fizz. The note, passive aggressively towards my future self, then gets stuck to my fridge. That way every time I buy something I shouldn't have (no doubt chocolate) and … Continue reading Running Resolutions
I used to be an expert at quitting anything involving physical activity. At school I would come up with any excuse to avoid exercise, if you could think up an ailment or appointment I used it: “inner ear problem” check, “dentist check up” done, “period” tried but failed as when I was a kid I didn’t … Continue reading 10 Ways to Excuse Proof Yourself
This year I had one clear goal: run a sub four and a half hour marathon. I missed it by eleven minutes. I failed. It was one of the reasons it took me so long to put the Queenstown Marathon story up on the blog because it was my final marathon of the year and … Continue reading I Failed.
Sometimes in life you have to take that leap of faith. A metaphorical stumble into the unknown, blindingly hoping. As I stood on the edge of a bridge in New Zealand about to take a literal leap, with nothing but bungee rope to stop me from plunging to my death, I couldn’t help but think … Continue reading Leap of Faith – My Queenstown Marathon
I am no longer a twenty something, I have become a thirty year old today; an age when you were a kid you considered ancient. Whilst I have more than a few grey hairs, I can’t even see the hill let alone be considered over it. If anything I feel more youthful than ever but … Continue reading 30 Things I’ve Learnt in my first 30 Years
10,938 days. That’s how many days I have been alive. In a tiny fraction of those collected minutes and hours, I’ve run. Run to catch buses, sprinted away from monkeys in India, dashed to get to the front of the lunch queues at school but in ten of the thousands of days I’ve run marathons. … Continue reading 10,938 days. 10 Marathons.