So, I know I've been quiet on here of late. And the original plan to document my journey from lounger to 26.2 miles went out of the window. Not because the words weren't there. Far from it. There were lots of words and most them ended in '-ucking'. But the last few weeks have been … Continue reading I did it, I ran the bloody marathon
So, little marathon training update for everyone - this week I smashed my first 7 miler. Which for someone who couldn't run 4 metres in October without getting a stitch felt pretty fecking remarkable to tell you the truth. But obviously over the course of an hour and a half (yes, yes I ran for … Continue reading All that running rage
So, obviously we know the reasons for me joining up for the marathon were; a) rash, to say the least. b) the product of quite a lot of wine. However, I didn't really consider how ill prepared I was for this whole running malarky. So if anyone's reading this that's about to embark on a … Continue reading The things they forget to tell you about running before you start.