What a running rollercoaster. That naughty, niggly calf held out for the Great North Run and I thought that meant the end of this year’s little issue. Well FSB, I was wrong ( personal acronym = Fuck, Shit, Bollocks )… Read More ›
A humorous and tongue in cheek look at the problems often faced by runners not only middle aged ones
50 Shades of yellow (another runner’s obsession)
As the weather warms and the humidity rises, hydration becomes even more key and adds to a runners daily obsessions. Pee, a true runner is obsessed with it….how many times did you go, how much did you pass and most important of all, what… Read More ›
Buns of steel – the theory and reality !
A free workshop for runners, hooray I thought, perfect I thought. Actually, a good reason to finally get more value from my expensive gym membership that I probably don’t get worthy use out of being a treadmill-phobe with limited free… Read More ›
I’m becoming a militant runner. Has my tolerance lowered now I’m in my 8th year of running, or have I reached an age where I am the female equivalent of Victor Meldrew? My filters are weakening, get me a slot… Read More ›
The thwarted runner
Ever had day when you felt totally thwarted? A day when those dastardly running plans are scuppered by a serious of unfortunate events? Take Friday, the planets were all aligned for a perfect trot out. I was working from home… Read More ›
The urge of which we shall not speak (except I am speaking of it!)
With so many new runners out there this spring, there’s a subject that needs honestly tackling. I’ve spoken of it before in my blog but the newbies who may not have trawled so far back through my running ramblings need… Read More ›
Too full of snot to trot ?
So one minute I’m basking in the Barcelona sunshine sipping cava and the next minute it’s Birmingham airport with a throat feeling like I swallowed a hedgehog and a head feeling like I’m wearing a bucket on it! I blame… Read More ›
Race ready? Hell…………maybe !
One week to go before my first start line of 2016, my old favourite, the Rushcliffe 10km. Am I ready to race? Probs not….it’s not too bad, I did 7 miles yesterday to assure myself I’m 10km ready but I’ve… Read More ›
The perils of the ‘home gym’
So when my delayed return from work left me neither the time to go out for a run ( there’s always time I hear you shout…..don’t ruin my tale, I reply) or time to get to the gym, I decided… Read More ›
Couch to …….well couch actually!
Today, ‘This Girl Can’t’