Running in silence

At Groveland cross-country race yesterday morning, we started with a minute’s silence because it was Remembrance Sunday. There are always Continue reading →

My summer of running

Back in May, I was transfixed by Nicky Spinks’ double Bob Graham round – a run to 42 summits in Continue reading →

Running a good race

I loved running the Palestine half, but I didn’t run a good race and I came away frustrated with my Continue reading →

Moving on

For the last few weeks I’ve been trying to find a day when I could run to work again. I Continue reading →

Palestine half

Standing in the queue for the loo before watching the London Marathon last week, some friends and I were comparing Continue reading →

Back to Palestine

This time last year, I set out for my last long run before the Palestine Marathon, with a sense of Continue reading →

Running in Reykjavik

I love travelling, but arriving in a foreign city always leaves me slightly on edge. Strange streets, unfamiliar language on Continue reading →

Living hopefully

I had a conversation with a church leader just before Christmas. He asked if my surgery had been successful; was Continue reading →