You might have read the title with images of “the Wall”, “Walkers” and John Snow spouting the words in his best Northern accent. Nothing to do with “Game of Thrones” more the seasonal reality that winter is coming and firewood will be needed for the stove to keep our toes and Boris’ claws warm, this ...
Some people like hills, goats they are traversing steep glens and valleys, lolloping up inclines and down dales as if their name was Billy or Nanny. For me hills are those things that need to be done when they need to be done, I’m a fast twitch muscle fibre sort of person and you don’t ...
My weekend of harnessing the inner wee boy who squeels with glee as he zooms down the hill, pedalling harder, moving faster, wind whistling in my ears is sadly over. For someone who is unimpressed by engine cc, mph, combustion engines and general petrol headed-ness I do love human powered speed. I am so lucky ...
LonDone! Phew, just finished and just a wee post before I fall asleep. ? Firstly thanks to the excellent marshalling & volunteer team ?? So I’m finished and faster than before but a time, not totally sure? There’s some dispute about my swim time, sometime it’s there sometime it’s not ? More later once I’ve ...
T minus 2 hours Then I’m off ?? My numbers have been checked, my timing chip collected and my bike racked in the huge, cavernous, hanger like space that is home to the London Triathlon weekend. It’s a throng of Lycra and neoprene clad, multi sized bodies to a sound track of excited chatter, ...
By this time tomorrow I should have finished my third attempt at the sprint version, (swim 750m, cycle 20km, run – crawl? 5km), of the London Triathlon. I’ve navigated the streets of London on my hired road bike, a very spiffy bike it is too and I’m now back at the hotel. Just before I ...
Today it did not rain, I’ll write that again. It did not rain. It seems as though we’ve had the biblical 40 days and the grass was long and lustrous. All that was missing were the cows and we had pastures that Anchor, Kerrygold and Lurpak would pay handsomely for. So into gardening gear and ...
Another Saturday morning another parkrun. This time after an early start I turned up at a muddy, drizzle spotted Ayr. Puddles and mud aplenty. The Ayr event is held in the grounds of Rozelle House, a fine old building that houses art collections and those essential parkrun staples ...
This morning, the weather app informed me that it was going to be wet regardless of where I travelled to on my park run tourism quest. I decided therefore to venture to south west Scotland and the Eglinton parkrun, held near Irvine, in North Ayrshire. At another unknown, (to me) gem of a public space. ...
So I’m back home, I’ve refuelled, rehydrated (it was pretty hot) but I’m not quite refreshed – that’ll be a wee while yet. Now I reflect. Although my body objected to getting up early for the 8am start, organising the event with an early start was a wise move. Not only did it allow two ...