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
Before I left for the Rome Marathon I watched a documentary called Spirit of the Marathon 2 which is about the Rome Marathon from the prospective of a few runners. In a short scene it showed two local runners in a park surrounded by ruins and sunshine. I knew then that when I got to Rome … Continue reading A Roman Running Secret
Much like Rome, a marathon isn’t built in one day. It is built upon hundreds of days, hundreds of miles. Yet, while it might not be built in one day it sure can be tested in one day. My training began in January and it has consisted of a few months of slowly building my … Continue reading All Roads Lead to the Rome Marathon
As soon as mile one was done I felt it. Pain. A spiking collection of embers licking at the muscles in my left ankle. I thought my race was done before I had even lost sight of the start line. Luckily, as I pushed up the second of countless hills the pain rescinded to just … Continue reading Like a Bridge over Troubled Running – San Francisco Marathon Part Two
I remember when I first saw Ansel Adams' awe-inspiring images of Yosemite National Park. His unparalleled ability to harness the emotion within the subtext of black and white has, since that day, always motivated me to try and be a better photographer. So when I was in San Francisco there was no way I was … Continue reading Amateur Ansel Adams
I’ve always confessed to being a morning person, kicking off the duvet and facing the day come rain or shine. The San Francisco Marathon tested that theory and many of the long held beliefs I had in myself. The marathon started at 5:30am but my bus was due to leave Oakland an hour before and … Continue reading Like a Bridge over Troubled Running – San Francisco Marathon Part One
This week and beyond I will be posting belated posts and photographs from my recent trip to San Francisco. Safe to say it was one hell of a trip for both my running and photography sides! Below is one of the plethora of images I took of the awe inspiring Golden Gate Bridge veiled in fog.
“San Francisco, please make room for me. Well I’m going to San Francisco if I have to crawl on my knees” - San Francisco Blues. San Francisco, for me, has always been this iconic and slightly mythical city; for its food, people, landscape, food, culture, history and did I mention food? Every time it would be used in a … Continue reading San Francisco, please make room for me