Category Archives: febtathlon
The spirit of Febtathlon*
* The following blog post contains shameless bragging. Last February, I took part in Febtathlon as a way to avoid going cold turkey after Janathon. I introduced it as follows: In the absence of any rules, I’ve decided to … Continue reading
Return of the sloth
As my name makes clear, at least to Flanders and Swann fans, I am a sloth. Given the choice between doing and being, I will opt for being every time. My history of activity is telling: 2002: Entered Flora 5km … Continue reading
Farewell Febtathlon; Hello March Madness
Hello March Madness As I’ve exercised on all but three days this year (!!!), I’m going to keep March simple. Two goals, only one of which is active. They are: Goal one: run a parkrun every Saturday Since I have signed … Continue reading
A bang not a whimper
Today did not go well. To begin with, it involved trying to book an emergency service for my car that has decided to pick the only week when I will actually need it to light up its dashboard warning lights … Continue reading
An impulse decision
I signed up for the Windsor half-marathon today. An impulse decision in response to a throw-away comment from an old schoolfriend (“why don’t you join me?”). So now, if I don’t get a place in the Royal Parks half-marathon, I still … Continue reading
March Madness
My Bedfont Lakes parkrun this morning completes my original goal for February, which was to do a parkrun every Saturday, keeping the chance of a 50 t-shirt by next Janathon alive. Looking ahead to March, I have a couple of … Continue reading
Febtathlon – rule five
Time for a new rule. Because today I didn’t run and I didn’t cycle, and I have no intention of moving from the sofa for the rest of the evening. But what will win the coveted title ‘Febtathlon – rule five‘? … Continue reading
Pah!
What a pathetic day! I managed a whole 1km run this morning, and then cycled the short way home because I wanted to avoid a rise so slight that to call it a hill is to ask for ridicule. On … Continue reading
If life gives you lemons…
…make lemonade. Or in my case ‘if life separates you from your oyster card, run the long way home’. Just before I left work, I realised that I had left my oyster card at home. Along with all my cash and my … Continue reading
Asking for trouble
I did the Nike workout again today. The one that, last week, made every muscle from my waist down go on strike for four days. Am I a fool or an incurable optimist to believe that this time I’ll be … Continue reading