Running a Mile Every Day – What I Learnt.

Running a Mile Every Day – What I Learnt.

Before my cardiac arrest, I liked to exercise. Although I’m no Jessica Ennis-Hill, I could always see the pleasure in it, and do you know what? It made me feel good. In fact, I’d signed up to a half marathon in October, and I was just about to start...
Fit at fifty and the Marcothon

Fit at fifty and the Marcothon

Fit at Fifty Fifty and being fit (and beyond) has been one of my goals for 2016 and running the Marcothon is my last blast! About 18 months ago I wrote about staring fifty in the face and concluded that while I wished fifty would fuck off and pick on someone...
Facing up to Fifty..

Facing up to Fifty..

Yeah , yeah, yeah it’s just a number and inside I feel like I’m 21. Except that’s not at all true. It’s an epically huge number, when you are 49. It means, in all probability that I have lived more of my life than there is left. I don’t...
Beyond lacing up

Beyond lacing up

You might recall my post about completing my first ever race here in Singapore last year – infact, it’s almost exactly a year ago that a dear friend encouraged me to run with her. You can read it here. It was the start of a new journey into the world of...
My first run – tales from the track

My first run – tales from the track

Running is not something which comes naturally to me. I was always a swimmer, dancer, netball player but never a runner. All the way through childhood the only time I would run is in the park for fun but never understood people who loved cross country running and long...