Can forcing a smile make you happier?

Monday’s Rundays: Can forcing a smile make you happier?

Smiling doesn’t come easy for me at this time of year. The rain, the post Christmas bank balance, the measly eight hours of daylight we get at this latitude, etc… all this doesn’t make for a very happy bunny. Hence the Mrs’s nickname for me: Misery Guts. But last week – my first ‘intense’ week of training for June’s Marathon…

Five rants of a running widow (AKA my Mrs)

Five rants of a running widow (AKA my Mrs)

The Mrs (that’s not her in the picture) says she’s feeling like a running widow. That’s despite my best efforts to minimise the impact this obsession with running very slowly for very long distances takes on family life. She’s mostly joking (I think). She supports me (I think) in this daft idea I have of running the entire 186-mile Pembrokeshire…

What happened to my blood sugar when I jumped out of a plane at 15k foot

In the build up to every race, during every high intensity work out at the gym, even when I’m stressed at work… my blood sugar spikes thanks to adrenalin. So what will happen when I jump out of a plane at 15k foot? Here, I show how blood sugar levels can be affected by adrenalin (and alcohol)…

Monday’s Rundays: Why an insulin pump is my dream running kit

Running 40 or so miles a week for the past fortnight has been a breeze. Not really. It just feels like that, relative to dealing with diabetes at the same time. See, control of this condition requires consistency, as far as I can tell (see the disclaimer below). And when you’re training for a 186 mile race, setting up a…

‘You’re a fat c**t and always will be’

Excuse my French. But these were the parting words of a bloke I had the misfortune of meeting a few years ago. I forget his name, so let’s just call him Slime Ball. It’s an appropriate sobriquet. He had a pot of wet look gel on his head and had been doused in cheap aftershave the day I met him.…

Video: Can a Power Breathe help me run uphill faster?

Fifteen thousand two hundred and eight feet. I can’t really fathom what that number means in reality. All I know is that this is the combined uphill distance I’m going to have to haul myself over in June in the Marathon des Cote. Never mind the 182 miles I’ll be running; it’s the hills that are keeping me awake at the moment.

So I’ve splashed out on a new bit of kit in the hope it will somehow make the hills slightly less awful. See below for the first leg of a very unscientific experiment – the aim is to try and see if the Power Breathe Fitness Plus can actually help me run uphill any more easily. I can report it’s already had one benefit: I slept like a baby after running up that hill.

Monday’s Rundays: How to train for an ultra marathon and stay married

One week in, 23 to go until I attempt to run 186 miles in three days along the Pembrokeshire Coast Path. And, considering I’ve run more in the past week than I did in the whole of December (it was a mental month, workwise), I feel pretty good overall. Three things are feeling the strain: my calves; a rather intimate…