Five down, one to go

I did my penultimate run to Charing Cross yesterday. It was not quite a run to chemo, but close enough. Continue reading →

Lizzy Hawker: Runner

At the risk of sounding obsessed, while I have been running less, I have been reading more about running. Lizzy Continue reading →

In praise of parkrun

I did my first parkrun at the first Gunnersbury parkrun four years ago and in these days of running less, I’m Continue reading →

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 →