Seven hills, over seven miles, in atonement for the seven sins. Lust. Greed. Gluttony. Envy. Pride. Sloth. Wrath. The penance race, just a few days after Christmas, felt very appropriate after the luxurious excesses that many of us indulge in over the festive season. The nominated sin for this year was lust, the sin of […]Read more "Seven Sins (Race 24)"
The Nightingale Nightmare was scarily spectacular! “Enter if you dare” warned the blood-covered sign at the gates, as we piled out of the car up to the haunted school’s front doors and into the twilight zone, guarded by the Grim reaper. Kudos to Southville Running Club, they held nothing back in their eery transformation which […]Read more "Nightingale Nightmare (Race 20)"
“Since my name is in the ballot, we’ll have an unbiased person draw the names. Kath, would you do the honours?” Life President Syd announced as we prepared for the much anticipated draw for the two club places for London Marathon. An exciting part of the Annual General Meeting, with those in attendance waiting to hear who’d […]Read more "The Grand Finale…"
Severn Bridge Half Marathon was a big deal for me. The anniversary of my first half marathon, completing Severn Bridge last year was when in my mind I became a “real” runner. Despite having completed several since that first, and many more races besides, I had, once again, a nervous knot in my belly for […]Read more "A Tale of Two Halves Pt 1: Severn Bridge (Race 14)"
Am I really going to do this? I thought to myself. I’d been dragging my feet since my 6am wake up (actual time I managed to peel myself out of bed: 6:40), like a child who doesn’t want to go to school sports day. Unfortunately, though a little stiff, my legs were still able to […]Read more "A Tale of Two Halves Pt 2: South Wales Trails (Race 15)"
That first “proper” run in the woods will stay etched in my mind forever. It was the pivotal moment when running changed for me. With no time constraints and no predetermined idea of where or how far I was going, I became Forrest Gump in Wentwood Forest, and just kept running. For the first time running […]Read more "Wentwood Woodlark (Race 16)"
Have you ever raced a mile? That’s got to be easy, you might think. So short. After running half and full marathons, with mile upon mile upon mile, often hilly, boggy, muddy, miles, what’s so challenging about running five thousand, two hundred and eighty feet? Or if you’re like me and prefer metric, one thousand six hundred […]Read more "Forest Mile (Race 17)"