Tag: training

Can forcing a smile make you happier?

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…

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…

12 batshit crazy runs for 2018

I’m starting to question my sanity. It was probably the excitement of quitting my job; as the last issue of the magazine I’d been working on for the past eight years went to press before Christmas, I went on a spending spree, entering June’s three day, 186 mile Marathon des Cote and September’s Mt Snowdon Ultra 100. ‘Bat shit crazy’…

Monday's Rundays

Why I’ve written my own training plan for 2018

Enough with the festivities! I feel like I’m 80% turkey, sage, onion and sausage meat right now. Home is stuffy and strewn with Lego. I felt like a pig in blanket when the kids woke me this morning. And they’ve gone feral. They tore each other to shreds over a chocolate coin found melted to the underside of a sofa…

Why I quit work to go running

Why I quit work to go running

I’ve quit my job. Never mind that I have three kids under the age of seven to support and I’m fast approaching 40 and still live in rented accommodation, I felt that I had to do it. So I’ve left the security of a job I enjoy, monthly paydays, a pension, paid expenses, IT support, Christmas parties with free bars…

Stuff I learned running 66 miles

Watch where you poo… & other stuff I learned running 66 miles

The other weekend I ran my first official ultra marathon, around the Isle of Wight, just off the south coast of England. It took me about 19 hours to complete one 66 mile circuit of the island’s beautiful coastal path. That’s a lot longer than I’d hoped for, mainly because of the extra time it took at rest stops to…

Why runners’ knee is NOT inevitable

Pain is inevitable if you’re approaching the BIG 40 and running 50 plus miles a week. Your knees will creak, your hips will complain, your lower back will whinge, etc, etc… and it’s only going to get worse as you age. Best take up golf or some other hobby that blokes do when they realise they’ve used up about half…