For over 20 years I'd used the run/walk running method I learned from a book by Jeff Galloway. It'd kept me injury-free (the one time I got a bad case of plantar fasciitis was when I stopped run/walking), and has been something I've preached to anyone and everyone who would listen. Then six months ago... Continue Reading →
So I'm back from a run and I'm feeling tired. I asked myself: how long more? I asked myself: what's the end goal? I asked myself: and then what? No answers. But a thought: man this is just like life, we just keep going and going, waiting for... Then another thought: I swear I wrote... Continue Reading →
While on a run I, feeling a little jaded, a little tired, started thinking how nice it'd be if I didn't have to run. Then I caught myself, and laughed a little at the absurdity of that thought. Running has brought me much joy, and it is through running that some of my finest insights... Continue Reading →
Any way, just thought I'd add some thoughts here since I haven't written for so long. My mind was stressing over something, didn't quite know how to tackle the problem. Went for a run; it wasn't great, wasn't really feeling it, but more or less completed what I set out to do. And at the... Continue Reading →
When I went out the door for my run last evening I told myself, I'll start to enjoy it halfway through, a reminder of what had transpired during an earlier run when I was feeling like sh*t and yet went out anyway. During that run I started awful. Just moments before I'd had doubts swarming... Continue Reading →
Left foot; right foot; left; right... remember to breathe. Three counts in; two counts out... The running felt labored. Maybe insufficient sleep; maybe too big a meal. Whatever the case, I was feeling more penguin than gazelle. ...how many more kilometres do I have to run? I really want to stop... left foot; right foot;... Continue Reading →
"From Monday to Friday," I tell the wife, "I'll be doing 100 push-ups. And Tuesday, Thursday, and I think Saturday, 100 squats. Oh, and I'll be aiming to run 20km per week." She looks at me like I'm mad. "What for? What'd you pushing yourself so hard for?" "I gained three kilos since the lockdown,"... Continue Reading →
As some of you may know, I'm into the second year in a row of marathon training. During these two years, especially during the long runs, I've had many epiphanies: a-ha! moments and stories that I'm always eager to share with my readers when I get back. Problem is that after long runs, if you're... Continue Reading →
6:20m: "Have to bring home work tonight," I said to my wife, "maybe I'll run tomorrow." Not the best of starts to my "starting serious training" regime, and frankly quite frustrating. But I'm a professional, and I suck it up. 6:30pm: Maybe, I thought, if I finish early I might still go. 7:30pm: Dinner. "I... Continue Reading →
50 metres from the fork in the road I had to decide, "where do I want to go from here?" To the left was a detour of about 7 kilometres; on the right, a more direct route that would have taken me home in about 3. It was an exceptionally warm day; I hadn't ran... Continue Reading →
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