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…

San Francisco!!

Be sure to wear flowers in your hair, there will be a love-in there and all that. Well there’s no love-in and I haven’t got flowers in my hair but I’m here and ready to race! After a thought-provoking 11hr flight, some serious acclimatisation in the form of an 11 hour sleep, a breakfast meeting,…

Races galore

Four weeks on from my last blog and I’m three races closer to Berlin. I wouldn’t usually run so many in such a short period but one of the three was a free offer that I couldn’t turn down. The objective at this stage is mostly to build mental racing sharpness but the performances give…

Sibling rivalry

I ran my first race almost eight years ago dressed as Liza Minnelli in the Great North Run. Don’t ask me why I decided to cross-dress that day but it’s fair to say that I got a lot more attention from the crowd than my performance alone deserved! Anyway, I digress – I’ve had a…

The London Aftermath

Five weeks after the highs of a PB at the London Marathon and I am still feeling massively enthused about my running. Never underestimate the lasting feel-good factor that comes with a personal best! That said, what comes up must go down and it is not unusual to feel a bit ‘meh’ following a marathon….

A personal best in London at its best

So often, you will finish a race with a feeling that you could have done better. Looking back on yesterday’s London Marathon, I can honestly say that I couldn’t have given much more. And this is quite something for me as I tend to be my harshest critic. I had aimed to finish in roughly…

Where did it all begin?

My name is Marcus Green and welcome to my blog Run for your life.  If you’re looking for an honest and real account from a runner – warts and all – then you’ve come to the right place. I have Crohn’s disease (inflammation of the digestive tract) so life isn’t always easy but I hope…