Ouch, My Back

Ouch, My Back

Waking up this morning I headed out and grabbed some breakfast for Jamie who was enjoying having a TV so close to his bed for once – we should do this at home, too, Dad, he had told me and I just grunted my reply. Back home we ate, got dressed, packed up all the...
Not to Plan

Not to Plan

Today is one of those days where I have a real feeling of a fresh start. I’m back from a week of not running, I’m ready to pour myself into a couple of very highly-stressful but ultimately highly-rewarding weeks of work, I am getting stuck into a new...
After the Ultra

After the Ultra

After a day off from running on Monday I was back into it this morning with a recovery run. My legs were still sore from the weekend, though much better than they were yesterday. My right knee – painful yesterday, especially so climbing and descending the stairs...
Tired and Sore

Tired and Sore

OK, I’ll admit it: my post-race activities weren’t necessarily the ideal choice for an ultrarunner. To begin with, only a few hours after finishing I was meant to be squeezed into a train and shooting myself towards Paris, and then on to London to spend a...
Easy Does It

Easy Does It

I’ve taken a couple of days off from running after injuring my calf on Wednesday morning. This morning I was back into things and just in time for a busy day with about as much as you could pack into it packed into it. As you’ll recall, on Tuesday I had got little...