Today, officially, I begin training for the Loch Ness marathon on October 2nd. Why today? Because I guess I’ll be following some variation of one of the Hal Higdon training plans, and they all last 18 weeks. This week is Week 1 (or Week 18, as Hal describes it). Furthermore, Monday is always a rest day, so Tuesday is when it all kicks off.… READ MORE.... …
Month: May 2005
Interesting experience yesterday. Last week, I was up in Leeds for a couple of days, and took the opportunity of popping over to Huddersfield to rescue a five-years-garaged bike. I bought the machine (a mid-range Trek hybrid, for anyone interested) somewhere in the nineties. [Aside: Hmm. When I was younger, people used to remark on my ability to remember dates.… READ MORE.... …
Early yesterday, Cup Final morning, I can’t recall what it was now, but something led me to an internet page. I was probably obediently researching some arbitrary request from my wife. Contemporary dance. Modern Jazz. An exhibition of surrealist paintings or abstract sculpture. When it comes to art, she’s the Arsenal to my Corinthian Casuals. Whatever it was, I found myself beholding a page with a marginal mention that caught my eye: Donovan in Reading, it said.… READ MORE.... …
The tail-end of the football season is never an easy running time. Too many compulsory, disruptive pub visits to factor in. After a good run with the club on Tuesday night I was looking forward to a week of consolidatory plods around the lanes before my next race – the Hogweed’s 10K in Yate – on Monday evening. But last night I had a rendezvous to keep at one of the village menageries that has Sky TV.… READ MORE.... …
Imagine some soaring orchestral music……, then a husky, seductive voice says slowly: Because you can never have too many rodents…. It’s the slogan of eRodent, a rat enthusiast’s website I’ve been ferreting about on recently. In fact there’s a second slogan which I also thought pretty good. It takes a different, and perhaps more threatening tack: They’re small and they’re furry, and they know where you live.… READ MORE.... …
That was then, but this is now. Like anything else worth doing, running is a path of constant learning, and this, I now see, extends to race reports, and to the way they extrude into running itself. Last night, I finally posted my Hamburg stories – the preamble about the Expo, and race day itself. They’d been hanging around me like one of those faint injuries that you can’t quite shake off.… READ MORE.... …