Five low carb meals for marathoners

I’m crapping myself about tomorrow’s marathon. It’s ‘the wall’ that’s worrying me; that dreaded moment when your muscles finish off the last of their fuel and your legs turn to jelly, stopping you dead in your tracks. I don’t want to end up like this pair. You can avoid this horrible fate by loading up on carbs in the days…

Five reasons why the last week before a marathon is CRAP

Well, this is crap. It’s now less than a week until the Brighton Marathon, the first of I don’t know how many 26.2 milers I’ll be doing to prepare for the Marathon des Sables 2018, and I’m in a right grump. Here’s five reasons why: I can’t go for a proper run The weather’s perfect, I feel great and I’m…

Two weeks to go: The only thing harder than running is not running

The only thing harder than running, is not running. With less than two weeks to go before my first 26.2 miler in preparation for the Marathon des Sables 2018, my biggest challenge now is not how many miles I can squeeze in before the starting pistol fires, but whether I can resist the urge to lace up my shoes and…

Three weeks to go: Screw the target pace!

Screw the target pace. Ultimately this isn’t about how fast I can run, but how far. So on Sunday I shut down the Runkeeper woman and her passive aggressive pace prompts and headed out on a three and a half hour run, my last long run before the Brighton Marathon, and the first of many 26.2 milers in preparation for…

Why I’ve dumped the Runkeeper woman

The Runkeeper woman and I have had a falling out. That’s right; the passive aggressive mouthpiece of said running app (which I love, by the way) who pipes up at pre-determined intervals to tell you how you’re doing. She’s been bitching in my ear about my sluggish pace every 10 minutes for the past few weeks of running, commanding I…

Four weeks to go: Help! I’m slowing down!

It’s official: I’m slowing down, not speeding up. I managed only 18 miles in my three hour run on Sunday. Last time I ran that duration, I did more than 19, and that was in a gale. I know, I know… I’ve said speed isn’t the aim here, but it’s still pissed me off. I feel as fit as a fiddle,…

Five weeks to go: Is a four hour marathon a complete fantasy?

I think it might be time rein in my expectations for the big day in five weeks. I’ve been hoping to get past the finish line in four hours or less, and as my pace has gradually increased over the past few months, doing so has seemed less and less like a complete fantasy. Now I’m not so sure. A…