It will end where it all began

In case you hadn’t noticed, the date yesterday was Friday 9th September, and it felt like it carried a great deal of significance to me. For after signing up for the marathon, all the way back in mid-April, with nearly five months to train, prepare, weep and worry, I now have less than a month until…

Beware of the bonk

Sorry it’s been so long since the last update. I guess a part of me wanted to keep the piece on Josh at the top of the page, and I’d like to thank all of you who have taken the time to read it and donate. I’m a bit overwhelmed by the response so far…

Josh

Time for a guest column this week. I’ve been meaning for literally weeks now to write a piece about the charity I am running for, and have always seemed to come up a bit short. I wanted to do the piece justice, and highlight all the amazing work that The Children’s Heart Association do across…

A new record

Approaching the four banks in Chorlton a week ago, I glanced down at my phone to see how far into the run I was. This was the supposedly easy weekend in my training plan compared to what had gone previously, and what was to come in the weeks ahead. “Just” 13 miles, spread over two…

Halfway

I decided to set up this blog back in April, the day after I signed up for the Liverpool Marathon. I intended it to be a record of my pain, my struggles, and a record of something I can look back on in years to come after I have (hopefully) long finished running around Liverpool,…

Festival excuses, pt. II

It’s been a couple of weeks since my last update and I am delighted to announce that I have officially started marathon training. And to be honest, I think I have had a great fortnight. Since returning from Glastonbury (and receiving a dressing down from Runkeeper) I have not missed a single training session. I’ve…

I am being stalked

I returned to civilisation on Monday evening to discover that I have managed to attract my very own stalker. It appears that I am being watched, having my every move tracked, and there is no escape. Runkeeper is coming after me. While I was away, traipsing through mud to watch some of my favourite bands on a…

The calm before the storm

A week since my return to competitive action, and it is all about to go very wrong indeed. After putting in a decent amount of training, eating reasonably well and even having a fortnight off the booze, and subsequently surprising myself with the results, I am off to Glastonbury Festival this week. It is fairly…

In 90th place: not Lionel Messi

Well that’s that then. 10 Scouse kilometres covered, my first race proper for nearly two years completed. Liverpool City Centre to New Brighton, all the way under the River Mersey and out onto the other side, into the wind and rain on The Wirral. 6.2 miles taking in some of the less-celebrated sights of Liverpool…