Rock bottom running

After 18 months battling achilles tendonitis and various other running-related issues, I thought I couldn’t be further away from my goals. And then I contracted COVID! I suppose the positive is that I couldn’t be any further from my dreams right? Well these dreams have changed over time. I’ve gone from, ‘I’ll be running in…

Leaps and bounds in lockdown

I went out to Portugal in March for a marathon training camp, excited knowing that I was in great shape and would come back in even better nick. It was a great 10 days, running with some really good athletes. All of us were out there expecting to come back and run our respective spring…

On the mend and not going round the bend

It’s been a long five weeks since I last laced up my trainers and to be honest, I expected to completely lose the plot. But the time away from running hasn’t been completely terrible. I’ve had time to have a fresh look at my body for all its strengths and weaknesses. Naturally my first focus…

Hero to zero

And things were going so well! Just when everything was starting to click… Calcaneal stress fracture!!! Alright, so I’ve exaggerated slightly. That’s a displaced fracture. My issue looks more like this – Bones can react well to stress provided you don’t overload and give them time to recover. Runners tend to have stronger bones than…

Berlin Marathon 2017

Progress! Seven and a half years ago I ran my first marathon in London. Completely underprepared, I took on 26.2 miles not knowing how to run more than 18 but I limped my way to the finish line in 3hr 18mins. Skip forward to 2017 and I have just completed my 10th marathon in Berlin…

15th place in the Maidenhead Half Marathon!

15th place and 1’14’59 in the Maidenhead Half Marathon! This is 45 seconds off my best and in many ways, I should be pleased. But I also missed out on a huge chance to push on and take at least a minute off of my best. The omens weren’t good when I’d inexplicably managed to…

Training torture

Five weeks have passed since I went haring off in the wrong direction in San Francisco. And it’s been a big five weeks. In this time, I have run 280+ miles and my body is feeling it. I think I’ve added at least 10 years to my knees. I’ve had a mild case of plantar…

Crossing two finish lines in one race

I come away from San Francisco with mixed feelings. And not just because I’ve returned to the British drizzle and rain. And let’s be honest, Winchester isn’t quite San Francisco! If someone had handed me a 1hr 18 finishing time in exchange for not having to run, I wouldn’t have taken it. And 1hr 18…