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.
Previously on The Morning Coffee Run…. No Plan, Increasing Heat, Little Sleep and the small matter of the Copenhagen Marathon to run. It wasn’t until mile six that I realised I had made a horrible mistake pushing my pace up. It wasn’t the tiredness or my body groaning under the mismanaged miles but the sun … Continue reading INTERNATIONAL MARATHON MAN – PART TWO
I have been writing a diary of sorts since the start of this year to ‘document’ my running. How it made me feel, my shifting motivations and the random things that pop up while I’m running. I looked at it while on my flight to Copenhagen for my second marathon and realised I had written … Continue reading International Marathon Man – Part One
1. Gels are gross, whoever says they’re nice is a downright liar. 2. You’ll need to pee. A lot. 3. That even if you are last or first that medal will still feel wondrously heavy round your neck. 4. Drink stations are more like watery gauntlets. One bottle of water held out by a volunteer, … Continue reading 26.2 Things I Learnt From My First Marathon