Category Archives: Timed Runs
The inbetweener
This time of year always feels a bit strange for me, more so this year than any other before. It’s partly because I’m unavoidably sliding down a big tube marked “My 30′s” and in a few days I’m gonna crash … Continue reading
August: writing, running and shitty weather
My first month of writing is over. I started my novel on August 1st and now have over 30,000 words in the bag. I’ve had one short story accepted somewhere. I’ve also now been jobless for two whole months (but … Continue reading
Boro’s night of glory
I couldn’t let the events of Saturday 8th January pass without a blog on one of the greatest shocks in recent history… I’m actually here. The Lamex Stadium, Broadhall Way, Stevenage. I fully admit I’m hardly the most loyal Stevenage Boro … Continue reading
10 to 11
2010 was some year for me. How would I describe it in one word? A Journey. Ok, technically that’s two words but it’s my blog and I can cheat a little. Journey is certainly apt in the traditional sense – … Continue reading
Not-so-cool runnings
Want an insight into the pain, the glory, sore nipples, buckets of sweat and killer bushes that is my marathon training? No? Oh well, go away then. But if you are interested in my latest efforts, then please read on… … Continue reading
44 years, 44 days
In 44 days, the England team start their World Cup campaign to end 44 years of “hurt”. No – make that “failure” – squads of 22 players have failed; most of the entire population have been the ones who’ve hurt. … Continue reading
Dude, where’s my hoverboard?
Great Scott!! Did you know it’s just five years until we reach the timelines of Back to the Future II? I remember watching it being amazed at all the cool things we were likely to have in the future. At … Continue reading
Episode MMX: A New Hope
I don’t know about you, but for me, 2009 was one heck of a rollercoaster ride full of highs, bumps, twists and turns. And just when I thought it was cruising nicely to begin the next lap, it threw me … Continue reading
Talking bollox
WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS POST! Well, at least seriously consider not reading it when you realise the subject. I’m serious – reading this may result in nausea, shock or simply never being able to look at me the same … Continue reading
Leaving (my beard in) Las Vegas
Monday evening, in a hotel room in Vegas. I’m standing in front of the mirror looking back at my reflection. I no longer recognise the person staring back at me. I’ve had the beard since mid-April, when in Australia I decided … Continue reading