Seven soggy miles

I’d already planned to go for a run this morning, but waking up to the words ‘It looks like Trump Continue reading →

Swimming

I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with swimming. I learned to swim at my primary school in Redbourn Continue reading →

Keeping watch

My Facebook feed this morning shows me a video of the Archbishop of Canterbury talking to Jeremy Vine about where 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 →