A year in moments #19 – Ride him like Seabiscuit

It was a Saturday morning in February 2017, and for some reason that I can't remember, we were doing a fancy dress BMF (British Military Fitness) session. It was cold but bright, and quite muddy. I'd been out the night before, and was still feeling a little tipsy as I walked through town in my … Continue reading A year in moments #19 – Ride him like Seabiscuit

What I would’ve done…

This week I should have been heading to the airport, steeling myself for the 29 hour journey to London via Singapore. My bag would've been light, ready to bring back belongings I haven't seen for nearly three years. I'd have enjoyed the two flights, excited about my trip and the novelty of flying, despite the … Continue reading What I would’ve done…

A year in people #67 – Gemma

I came back from a few weeks abroad and Sian had made a new best friend. I vaguely recognised Gemma from BMF sessions but Sian had brought her into the fold. I'm not quite sure whether Gemma had a choice about being in said fold. The first Saturday I was back, I went to BMF … Continue reading A year in people #67 – Gemma

A year in people #65 – Siany

Sian is a little Welsh rocket. A lean mean fitness machine who just keeps going and going and going until she literally drops (or gets meningitis). She's also the kind of person you just want to pick up and put in your pocket and keep safe from the world. See, she's tough and feisty and … Continue reading A year in people #65 – Siany

A year in people #63 – Amber

"You will be fine the world does not end at Mike I assure you!" Wise words from Amber when I'd split up from my ex-boyfriend here in New Zealand last year and wondering what to do next. I knew I'd get good sensible practical advice. We'd chatted many a time about relationships, being single and … Continue reading A year in people #63 – Amber

A bit of random nostalgia – Cheltenham

I've found living abroad means I can get a bit nostalgic about the UK and my life there. I'm guessing this is pretty normal for expats, but it can be really random. Both the nostalgia, and the random events that trigger it. For example, this evening I was buttering a ciabatta roll for dinner and … Continue reading A bit of random nostalgia – Cheltenham

A year in people #23 – Shelley

I met Shelley when I saw there was someone new moving into the flat below me in Cheltenham. I knocked on the door to introduce myself and a firm voice came through the wood abruptly: "Yes? Who's that?" "Errr, oh hello, my name is Tara, I'm from number 7 upstairs. Just, erm, saying hello." "Oh. … Continue reading A year in people #23 – Shelley

Training: Week Fourteen

This week started with the most painful sports massage I've ever had. Especially my feet. For a while I thought they would break in half and that she was pulling my toes out their sockets. But no! They remained intact and I skipped out of there an hour later. OK, that might be a slight … Continue reading Training: Week Fourteen

Training: Week Seven

I've bloody enjoyed training this week. Maybe it was the great locations I've ran in. Or the people I've ran with. Or the weather. Or maybe it's the fact that I've been as busy as shit, so the time out to do training has been a welcome respite and time to clear the head. Yep, … Continue reading Training: Week Seven