Category: Running
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Every shoe tells a story
Back in early January, while recovering from the Christmas excesses, I spent some time putting together my first training plan of the year, aiming towards a non-specific half marathon in March. I had a choice of four dates for the run, all on consecutive weekends: Silverstone (been there done that,…
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Fresh targets
First up, happy new year. Are we really nearly two months in already? Doesn’t time fly when you’re having fun. And with this being me, it being early into a brand, spanking new year, by fun I obviously mean lots, and lots of running. I hope you are all well,…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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