sandbagging, woe is me, blah, blah...
21 Days
When is a blogger not a blogger?
When is blogger not a blogger? A runner not a runner? A writer not a writer? I've been soul searching about questions of my 'identity' for the last few weeks. With the positivity I've been encouraged to nurture I've concluded that, as long as I'm returning to any of these, that's enough to still 'be'.... Continue Reading →
Pennies In The Ratty Bank
Confidence. I guess life can sometimes be defined by confidence. Well after absolutely loving the AONB North Devon Half Marathon both Nicky and Myself are a little bit happier with our fitness and prospects at the RAT trail running festival where Nicky is running the Black Rat (32 miles) for the 4th year running. She's... Continue Reading →
From Paignton in Devon, it’s……
grit, determination, relentlessness and a refusal to accept that she "can't".
On Writing (Running Onwards)
pick it off the shelf and read it
Over before it began
Sod dementia, let's play swing ball
There are no ‘cheats’
slicing through the fatigue of life
Tour De Bay (a dog run tale in 23 pictures)
This uber-cool chap was rather shy
(No) Jacket Required
Luke and Adam appeared to be wading into the sea
Parkrun: What does it mean to you?
they negotiated the terrain with ease and skipped passed me
