Just to warn you, this edition will be quite long. The 6000 mile journey home will provide plenty of time to ramble on. So you may want to (a) get a brew, (b) make do with what you’ve already seen in the media, or (c) decide you’re already OD’d on the OG and find something … More Rio2016 Part III: The Hangover
Wednesday afternoon saw me with a few live sport free hours to kill, so I thought it was perhaps time I indulge myself and get high. I mean, you can’t really go to Rio without getting high at least once can you?! Regardless of the level of your sense of adventure. So, not wanting to … More Rio2016 Parte Dois: Time to get high
It’s 08:30 Tuesday morning, the start of my fifth full day in Brazil. I’m currently stuck on a sardine can of an underground train that has been doing a snail’s pace for the past half hour. Now starting to worry whether I’m going to make it to the stadium for this morning’s athletics. I can … More Rio2016: It’s not (just) about the sport
Just to let you know, this final chapter in my Flanders blog is – although related to my little running challenge – not about running. It’s about something far far far tougher that our recent ancestors experienced. I can’t really imagine what it must have been like and wouldn’t dream of trying to compare it. … More The Last Post
The day of the Night of Flanders Marathon had finally arrived. But as its name suggests, I didn’t have to get up very early to take part. So I didn’t. I eventually ventured out of my room to find breakfast and then went back to bed to ponder how to spend the rest of the … More Sprint Finish
At 26 point something miles, today’s run was to be the shortest stage of my journey to Torhout by about 20%. Wayhay! A short day and chance to taper down the mileage ready for the race tomorrow. In reality it felt a bit like one of those bank holiday weeks. (You know, the ones where … More Tapering
I feel sorry for people that don’t run. When they get up in the morning that is the best their legs will feel all day! (There’s a beer for the first person to identify who I’ve plagiarised that from, so long as you’re in Torhout this Friday night). Every morning on this little adventure I’ve … More Dunkirk Spirit
Today was the longest so far in terms of time on my feet, but it felt like the shortest. The reason for this apparent contradiction: I was joined for the first 28 miles by Ben ‘365MarathonMan’ Rogers. Through the power of t’internet, Ben had made contact a few days ago, saying that my route past … More There’ll be blue birds over….
If there is one thing that’s really noticeable about the North Downs Way, it’s that it goes DOWN a lot. And from my, albeit limited, experience so far, the downs are always immediately followed by UPS. So the groove of the almost metronomic pace I’d maintained for the first four days, went out of the … More Ups and (North) Downs
That London, big init?!?! You certainly appreciate the size and diversity of our capital city when you spend a day running right across it. And you also appreciate (retrospectively) another advantage of canal towpaths – quiet spots to answer calls of nature are much easier to come by than in the streets of a big … More London’s calling
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