Monthly Archives: July 2016
What a waste
Lakeland 100 has been my focus pretty much all year and with one misstep it has been taken away from me. When I think of the time that I devoted to learning the terrain: the evenings at pretty much each … Continue reading
The picture of G Louise A
There’s a portrait of me in our attic. It’s in the middle of a monumental hissy fit, has destroyed everything within touching distance and is looking around for more stuff to throw. I’m hoping it finds what it needs because … Continue reading
Sittingbourne parkrun and the Black Ranscombe Challenge
It seemed like a stroke of genius at 3.14am. My plan had a 30 mile full kit run on Sunday 10th July, and the Black Ranscombe Challenge on 9th July started at 4pm. That meant that I could run 30 … Continue reading
Aversion therapy
In the absence of a cat, I was able to overcome my morning slump and was out on the road by just after nine. My plan, hastily cobbled together last night after reading the weather forecast, was to pick off … Continue reading
Slump
I’ve got a slump on. I could quite happily ensconce myself on the youth hostel sofa and while away the day with a book. I won’t, of course. There isn’t a cat.
Three types of fun
It’s amazing what you learn at youth hostels. Last night, for example, I learned* that there are three different types of fun. Type 1: fun at the time Type 2: not fun at the time, but fun when you look … Continue reading