The route of the Dead Sea Marathon was worryingly simple on paper, which before arriving gave me massive concerns. I was worried that I might get bored and in those moments of monotony my mind would craft stumbling blocks full of self-doubt and self-hatred. I had done similar simplistic route before and been completely undone … Continue reading THE DEAD SEA MARATHON – PART TWO
It’s 2am in Jerusalem, an ungodly time in a holy city, and I’m waking up to run a marathon. In a place where the call to prayer hangs in the air like a religious fog, my alarm clock’s shrill song sounded like musical sacrilege and I hurried to turn it off in a bleary-eyed panic that … Continue reading The Dead Sea Marathon – Part One
With the days blurring into weeks and now months in this unending lockdown I, like everyone else, have been trying to fill the vacant days. One thing I have been enjoying is trawling through my old notebooks. Thoughts scribbled down in scattered ink, plans whispered in lost words and meeting notes never revisited; a time … Continue reading For the Younger Me
It has been almost seven weeks since the shutters were pulled down upon normality and the dust began to settle upon our neatly laid plans. In an instant our lives were changed forever and we now live in a world coloured differently, shaded in a hue I no longer recognise. I won’t talk about the … Continue reading Covid-19 – Stripping us Back
I have lusted after wireless earbuds ever since I started running. I run along narrow country roads so can’t listen to music in both ears whilst safely paying attention to what may be coming up behind me or zooming round a blind corner. So I have long dreamed of not having to worry about a … Continue reading Beats Powerbeats Pro vs Jaybird Vista
In this time of isolation and weekend’s suddenly very free without races I’ve had a lot more time to think and create blogs which means I’m finally able to create some more review posts. In the next few weeks I’m planning to do a series of posts reviewing some of the gear I’ve used in … Continue reading The Work Horse and The Race Horse
The town of Beddgelert, sitting at mile 13, was where my Nain went to school and as I ran past the building I felt more of my dwindling strength leech effortlessly. I wasn't walking anymore, I was stumbling forward in a decrepit daze. Just outside of the town my crew was waiting for me. As … Continue reading The Mountains will Mourn Her – Part Two
When I was a child my Nain (Grandmother in Welsh) would tell me the tale of a mountain nestled in the heart of Snowdonia. Under the mountain was a sleeping elephant she would tell me, covered in rock and grass. I would listen; wide eyed and naively enthralled as my young heart fell in love … Continue reading The Mountains will Mourn Her – Part One
Last Sunday morning (March 22nd) I should have been on the start line of the Twin Lakes 20-mile race, surrounded by countless other runners and friends alike, bathed in the glorious Spring sunshine. It was to be my final race in the build-up to Brighton Marathon, my big PB attempt. These races, like everything else, … Continue reading Covid 19 – Somethings Never Change
When I started running I believed that I was running from something; from my grief, from my depression and from the helplessness I felt crushed under. It wasn't until June 9th 2016 that I realised I hadn't been running from something all this time. I was in fact running towards something; I was running towards … Continue reading For her.
