On sorrow and self-pity

I felt sorrow creeping up on me at the beginning of the week as chemotherapy beckoned and with it the Continue reading →

One more mile

To play any sport well, you need to train your mind as well as your body. As well as legs Continue reading →

Essential kit

My checklist before leaving the house used to be wallet, keys, phone, glasses and oystercard. That seemed long enough but Continue reading →

Senza mozzarella

Several years ago we went on a family holiday to Italy, staying in Pascoso, a tiny village in the mountains Continue reading →

Running with…

I’ve always been primarily a lone runner. When I started running that was because I didn’t know anyone else who Continue reading →

Not fighting, but training

Early on, my friend Azariah asked me if I had a metaphor for the way I thought about cancer. Was Continue reading →

Guardian running blog

Delighted to be on the Guardian Running Blog today with a mash-up of a couple of my posts from this blog. And Continue reading →

A small bit of subversion

I have four nieces and every time I go to buy a birthday card for them, I despair of what’s Continue reading →