Apparently there's a fine line between training and over training with this kind of thing, and I think I might have just done a little disco shuffle-skip-dance over that line. Am feeling some of the classic symptoms (or have been, over the last couple of weeks) of over training so this week I took it … Continue reading Training: Week Twenty
Well after last week's pretty shitty week this one has been much better. I'm definitely less miserable. Thanks to everyone for your support and messages, it meant a lot. I realised at the start of this week that I got my dates wrong, and I actually had two weeks of proper training left, and not … Continue reading Training: Week Nineteen
"How's the training going?" If I had a pound for every time I'd been asked that question over the last couple of months I'd already have quit work and doing my training by skipping through the Alps in the sunshine. I never know how to answer it really. Training is, well, it's....going. There's not much … Continue reading Training: Week Fifteen
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
With the arrival of August came mild panic. Shit feels like it's getting real. However, I also ONLY BLOODY WENT AND RAN A MARATHON*!! AND one that had the equivalent climb the height of Ben Nevis (I ran the Yorkshire 3 Peaks Challenge route). The Yorkshire Three Peaks Challenge takes on the peaks of Pen-y-ghent, … Continue reading Training: Week Thirteen
This ultramarathon lark is not just something I can wing this time (believe me, I've relied on this as a tried and tested method in the past, with varying success). Nope, I need all the help I can get. So, as part of my ultramarathon training, the other month I took a trip to see … Continue reading I’m taking any help I can get.