Category: Running

  • What a difference a year makes

    These time gaps on the blog are starting to become a bit of a habit I’m afraid. I’m ever so sorry if you have been tuning in regularly expecting, perhaps even longing, for an update. I know you must all be chomping at the bit to read more of my…

  • It’s grim out east

    After all the hype, all the build up, and all the expectation, Sunday ultimately proved to be a bit of a let down; an all-too-familiar feeling of disappointment followed by recurring thoughts of what perhaps might have been. No I’m not talking about the latest failure from England at a…

  • In sickness and in confidence

    So, here we are again: the night before the morning of a real race with real people. It’s becoming quite a habit now, my ninth or possibly tenth event since I started all this malarkey. And it’s a (relatively) short, sharp burst, in keeping with the trend of races of…

  • A sprint, not a marathon

    Hello, hello. Good to be back. Hope you have all been spending the past three months or so doing lots of interesting things. I’m not really sure how it got to June already. I’m not even sure how it got to three months since my last post on here following…

  • No Cars Go

    No Cars Go

    First up, sorry for the delay in reporting in. I know you have all been on the edge of your seats waiting to find out how I got on running round the home of British motorsport last Sunday, the truth is though I’ve had a rather busy few days since…

  • Falling to pieces

    Remember when you were a kid? You could just run, and run, and run and then run some more. Nothing seemed to affect you; you’d just run as fast as you could for as long as it was humanly possible. Every breaktime at school, just running around non stop. Sometimes…

  • Seeph vs Transport

    After the aberration at The Emirates on Sunday, I’ve spent the past week pretending football didn’t exist. Sitting there watching Tottenham get taken apart by Theo Walcott of all people was a distinctly painful experience, and one I hope I don’t ever have to sit through ever, ever again. I’d spent the…

  • 100 not out

    One of the first things I did when redesigning my blog last week was to try to make a conscious effort so that, although it kept a link to Seeph Vs Marathon, it wouldn’t be seen as a direct continuation of it. I thought it might be a good place…

  • And so it begins. Again.

    Long time no see eh? Just as I thought it might, this place has become somewhat neglected of late, reflecting my own self-being perhaps, as a sweaty summer of hellish marathon training and muchos healthy eating paved the way for an autumn and winter of carnage, re-integrating myself with normal…

  • Facts and figures

    Marathon position: 150th Time: 3:19:07 Pace per mile: 7:32 Number of times fell over: 1 Number of times felt like crying: 18 Number of children hit by discarded water bottle: 1 Number of times I would like to see Sefton Park again in future: 0 Number of shouts of “Go…