Two weeks to go

Two weeks to go before the big run.

This week has unexpectedly seen me cover my highest mileage over a seven-day period. I say unexpectedly as this wasn’t in the original plan but I was trying to catch-up from missing some runs while I was in Johannesburg last week. I caught a cold and stomach bug while I was there. I wasn’t too ill but with a packed schedule and plenty of people telling me that I shouldn’t go out running the city streets for safety reasons, I only managed one five-mile run last week and that was with a heavy cold and on a treadmill. So this week I ran on Tuesday, Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday covering just over 35 miles in total, including 12 miles this morning. It’s been a bit of a slog, but now I’m feeling back up to par with my training and ready for the final tapering off over the next couple of weeks in anticipation of the big day.

As per my previous post, the weight continues to drop off, problems get worked through as I pound the streets of Sutton Coldfield, and I feel that I’m working towards achieving something I didn’t think would have been possible just over a year ago. After two weeks off alcohol I did have a glass of something whilst in Jo’burg but I’m back off it again now until the big race.

I am often guilty of looking too far ahead and must admit I’m already wondering what life will be like after October 15th. It’s probably sensible to focus on the marathon itself and worry about what comes next the day after. I do though have half an eye on making sure the benefits that have come with marathon training don’t fade away; penny for your thoughts.

Two weeks to go. My average of 3.9 miles a day in September will taper off a little into October. The mornings are darker and colder than they used to be making me very glad that I was able to do my hardest training in fairer weather over the summer. We’re keeping our fingers crossed for good weather on the day. If we can avoid torrential rain and high winds, I’ll take anything else.

Friends, colleagues and family continue to sponsor Matt and I and we’re very chuffed that we’re now at 134% of our original target – This is another first as I’ve never been part of raising anything near this sum of money before, and it’s for such a worthy cause.

Two weeks to go. Can’t wait now!


Birmingham Marathon training: 5 weeks to go

The conversation between my friend Matt and I started on Whatsapp on 25th October 2016. By 28th October we were signed up and the challenge was on. Best not to think about these big decisions for too long…

Even then various events in our lives after that meant that it wouldn’t have been so unreasonable to pull out. Matt hurt his Achilles heel and then tore his calf muscle just before Christmas. I managed to get bitten by a dog two days later. Matt had a virus during the summer which knocked him out of action for two weeks. Matt and his wife Nisha became parents for the second time in January 2017, and I was waist deep in an MBA which was taking up most of the spare time I had at weekends. We could’ve chosen a better year to do our biggest running challenge yet! However, not once did either of us suggest that we pull out. It became all the more a binding commitment when we registered to raise money for MyelomaUK. We’re chuffed to bits that with six weeks to go before the race, we have already beaten our target of £500.

Go on….you know you want to:

So here I am. It’s 5am on Saturday 9th September and something has compelled me to turn the computer on and write about how I’m feeling about running the Birmingham marathon in five weeks’ time.

Already it’s been a rewarding journey for so many reasons. The training runs began properly back in December as I was playing a game of see-saw of exercise and calorie-laden evenings with friends and colleagues in the run-up to Christmas. Back then, and even now, there’s been a conscious effort required to overcome that pre-run thought that maybe I’ll just leave it until tomorrow. Now the prospect of going for a long run is getting easier despite the mileage increasingly significantly – probably because I know that scale of what I’m doing; I have to do it, and putting off training runs will only make the final race even more difficult in the end.

The charts below show the increase in monthly mileage over the summer and a snapshot of my running in August. In November I declared that I was buying my marathon trainers. Little did I know that they’d be completely worn out by July, 3 months before the big run! I opted for exactly the same pair when buying my new trainers, and broke them in slowly over August.


Both Matt and I have been following a training plan on our “Run Trainer” apps. This magically maps out a training programme for you working back from your race date to whatever date it is that you register for the plan. The routine is roughly a medium-length run, then a shorter run on consecutive week-days, followed by a longer run at the weekend. The definitions of short, medium and long change as the weeks roll merrily by! We’re both now at the end of the “endurance” phase – which for me ends with a 20 mile run on Sunday. That will be my longest run ever and is something I’ve been physically and psychologically building myself up for. I’m feeling positive about it but actually think that this one will be harder than the actual race itself. On race days you have crowds, adrenalin and a sense of occasion. On a training run you have the tarmac in front of you, your own thoughts and no-one else really cares. After Sunday, the runs reduce a little and although 2 hour runs are still no walk in the park, they’ll feel a bit like that after this Sunday I’m sure.

Running, particularly these long runs, has had many spin-off benefits for me. Here are my top 4:

  1. I’m beginning to lose weight now. I wasn’t before, probably because I was overcompensating with my eating. Now I’m burning off more than I am consuming and have lost half a stone since July. I am aiming to lose a stone by the time race days comes, which would see me weighing in at under 12 stone for the first time since, well, records began! It was probably when I was 22 and living in Japan and a far cry from being north of 14 stone three years ago.
  2. It has helped me manage stressful situations at work. I take my work problems with me on runs. I talk through problems and hypothetical conversations in my head and often come up with solutions. I’ve read up on the science of it all, and still don’t fully understand it, but big problems seem to become smaller after going running and I certainly worry about stuff less than I used to.
  3. There is now an on-going sense of achievement. Matt and I have both done half marathon runs but now we’re in to the latter stages of the training we’re breaking our own personal bests for time and distance and pace on a weekly basis. I am extremely competitive with myself and I do enjoy analysing my runs when I get back. My running watch isn’t that fancy at all but thanks to Garmin Connect and Strava I’ve been able to check my pace and keep a decent log of my training history.
  4. I’ve cut down on alcohol. If I’m honest, I’m always over the government’s weekly unit guidelines and for a long time have got into the habit of having a glass or two of a weekday evening and a couple more again at the weekends. It’s been on my mind for a while that actually this can’t be good for me on a long-term basis. Habit isn’t easy to break though. However, now I’m doing two week-day evening runs, one usually straight from work, I’m not getting back in until after 7.30pm and the usual routine is broken. At the moment I’m completely off it and not missing it, no cravings at all even on Friday night. This is good validation that I’m not quite as psychologically attached to the Sunday Times Wine club as I thought I was! I’ve set myself a target of two weeks before the next social occasion I’ll be at where lots of people will be drinking, and I’ll see how I feel then. As it happens, this will be in Johannesburg, and straight after writing this I’ll be looking for running routes there that avoid lions, tigers and bears.

So here we are. 5 weeks to go.

Despite the obvious physical pain that is a given when you’re pushing your physical limits, the experience has been overwhelmingly positive. On Sunday my mind is focussed on that warm, fuzzy feeling of satisfaction I get after completing a long run, usually followed by me dozing off in front of the football. The day is all planned out!

It’s too early for me to pass on any advice about training for and doing a marathon. However, I can certainly recommend getting into a training routine. For me I need the target of a challenge for which I’ve formally registered to make me do it – so get browsing!

My next post will be just before the big race itself, to capture the nerves and sense of anticipation, and hopefully to report that I’ve got a clean bill of health and fitness.

Thanks for reading




Today I met a ladybird
Whilst I was pulling up weeds
Fragile, gentle, beautiful
Curious, crawling amongst seeds

A ladybird’s life is a mystery to me
Where does it start or end?
Do ladybirds eat special things?
Could a ladybird ever have friends?

It furrowed along on the soil
Caring for me not one jot
Then down came my blundering fork
And panicked the creature a lot

It then flew away to somewhere new
With too little time say:
Hey, ladybird bug, nice to meet you
See you around maybe some day.

A familiar story

Sobering thoughts don’t always come
When you’ve had a drink
They wake you from your flat routine
And make you overthink.

All at once you see the past,
The future and the now.
All three states seem all to exist
In the same moment somehow.

Nothing yet, no news to know
But you can’t escape the matter
Academic rigour shares
The space of idle chatter.

Until we know we carry on
What else can we do?
Many before us, many to come
Our story is not new.

In the country

It used to be the bright lights of the city
That blew away my money and my mind
It used to those pretty girls, so skinny
But now I’ve left all that behind

Living in the country
Amongst the evergreens
Living in the country
I’ll tell you what I’ve seen

Seen the blackest sky so black yet so revealing
Street lights not in sight to pierce the air
Seen a rooster on its perch and flock a-calling
Seen the squirrels and the deer without a care

Living in the country
Sharing with that singing bird
Sing a-long with me, my friend
And I’ll tell you what I heard

Heard the sound of the mornin’ sweep across me
Guttural rasp of birds that start my day
Heard the wisdom, the passion and the glory
Of voices in the wind so far away

Living in the country
I’ll say what I can reveal?
Close your eyes, but keep your mind wide open
Lay back and absorb just what I feel

Feel like I’m at one with the world right now
I am nature, nature sure is me
Feel like I should never return to those neon lights
Feel like I should always stay… the country

In the country
In the country

Going it alone?

In the tent with one foot out
Or out with one foot in?
Debate engulfs the air waves
Where does it end or begin?

In with one foot on the mainland
Or out with a toe in the sea?
No reversing the choice we make
And it comes with no guarantee

In with the Union Jack hung high
Or out with a freedom to move?
Attached to the Tower of London
As much as I am to the Louvre.

In for a penny, in for a pound
Or out, and go it alone?
Whatever we do we’ll probably find
We’ll be doing it on our own.

Simple thoughts

Simple thoughts engulf me
They prey upon my mind
All the things I once desired
I’ve long since left behind

My idols slowly dying
My dreams are dying too
There’s nothing left inside my heart
I haven’t shared with you

I sometimes ask myself of life
Is this really it?
Nothing now but wage and age
Until I finally quit

Keep on keep on keeping on
Stay on in the race
Stand up proud, stand up tall
Never hide your face