Recovered Or Not?

I don’t make a secret of having been incredibly lax in my training.  I’ve been putting it down to win lazy but I think there’s a bit more to it, so as always, this is here as a way of me piecing things together and trying to make sense of things. Earlier this year, I…

#RunEuropeNorthToSouth Becomes A Film! 

Lots of footage was shot, even more editing was done and the end result is this… A condensation of 6 months into 40 mins. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed the run. 

It’s #ProjectBigSwim – Overcoming Fear – Part 2 – Irrationality

We set out on the Frog Graham route, brain switching to that purposeful mode I’m all too familiar with.  We too the footpath up to UnderSkiddaw carpark, remembering the times I’d supported and navigated for others on the Bob Graham Route last year.  The line up was easy, and I got a slight smug satisfaction…

When Is An Adventure Idea A Good One?  #ProjectBigSwim

When is an adventure idea a good one? I’ve had a ponder and this is my answer… When it scares the absolute life out of you, you can’t even imagine yourself doing it and you actually can’t see how you’ll be successful.  That is all 😉

Thanks… #RunEuropeNorthToSouth

I’ve spent ages thinking of what I can type, which words I can string together to try and express the level of gratitude that I genuinely feel, and each time I have the words just don’t seem adequate enough.  In truth, I have no real way to say thanks; other than continuing along this path,…

Feb 15th – Done..

Done.  Well, almost for my taste.  The furthest point south requires permission and Im waiting to get the go ahead.   The run in was perfect.  A big of rain, serious wind and a good climb to start.  No food, no water.  No need when I ate the day before. I get to the hostel,…

Feb 15th – Sleep

It’s been a while since I slept through a whole night without waking.  Waking either hungry or thirsty.  I remember a time that I’d wake from the cold.  Seems like only a week or so ago, but at the same time I wander if it was actually real. Last night I stopped on a hill…

Feb 13th – Coffee

It seems that rain isn’t expected in these parts.  I passed shelter after shelter that had nothing but wet ground beneath it.  The sky filled with billowing clouds, some dark and threatening and others huge white cushions.  I left my leaking shack after the usual shock of standing up. The plan was to find somewhere…

Feb 12th – Change

He sat outside.  An old hat on his head, a bright vest on, a beard and some fingerless gloves.  Beside him a bottle of water, almost finished but not quite.  He beamed a smile at everyone who walked out of the supermarket.  Gave friendly greetings and bride polite exchanges.  For those that seemed to be…