Indulgence
Post-marathon indulgence. Favourite pub, good friends, wine, cheese. Almost enough to make you forget the aches. Almost…
Post-marathon indulgence. Favourite pub, good friends, wine, cheese. Almost enough to make you forget the aches. Almost…
My last time was 6.01.28. This time was 6.01.22. Nothing if not consistent!
Martina went missing on 24th November, pretty much the same time I started training for the marathon. There are countless posters of her all over the part of South East London where I’ve been training. There hasn’t been a single run that has left from my home where I haven’t seen at least two or… Continue reading Lost Dog
The number has been collected and in about 39 hours from now I should be trotting over the actual streets of Surrey Quays!
Cass Sculpture Park
EEEEK…next time I see this patch of tarmac it won’t be from above and I’ll be really bloody tired and ready to weep. Well, I hope so, because if I’m not knackered and aching at this spot by mid-afternoon on Sunday, something’s gone very wrong!
My seven-year-old niece is as quizzical and questioning as all those in possession of a growing mind should be, and blunt in her put-downs if she thinks you’re talking nonsense. “Do you want to see a photo of my flamingo wallpaper?” A glance. A sideways look. “They are not flamingoes, they are not pink, they… Continue reading Swangoes
Dulwich Park. Last Sunday run before marathon day!
Vienna Airport.