It’s been a while.

I haven’t written anything since May 9th! Not that anyone would really notice, but I was shocked by the lapse. After a not so successful outing at the Liverpool Marathon last month, far from anything resembling writers block, I’ve found it hard to condense my thoughts.

I’ve had plenty I wanted to say, and sat down to write many times, but failed to produce anything succinct enough to be worthy of publishing. But I have missed pouring out thoughts into this space.

The disappointment in Liverpool certainly left me questioning my motivation and approach to running and writing. Am I just a big fraud?, championing and chastising in equal measure from a position of total ignorance? Documenting a training regime that ultimately ends in failure, and that nobody was really interested in in the first place.

Well…no, I’m not doing that. The whole reason I wanted to start writing about running is because I couldn’t find many tales of the average, the middle ground. The non-elite, struggling to balance work/life commitments whilst achieving their goals, whatever they may be. I wanted to write something that past me would have wanted to read.

The main criticism levelled at the social media world is that it presents only the positive aspects of others’ lives, the curated image they want the world to see. I knew immediately after Liverpool that I wanted to use the experience to push on and improve, at running and writing. I’ve just found it hard to get that first post out of the way.

I’ve been logging miles, all be it a few less than in the run up to Liverpool. There wasn’t really any mourning period for this one, as has been the case in the past. Ironically, I tend to find coming up short stokes a fresh fire in my belly that achieving a goal never can.

I’ve been working away in France for almost a month, which has been a nice change of pace, as well as the chance to run in some new territory, which is always a plus.

I’m currently also reading…a lot. Somewhere recently I stumbled across the work of Brad Stulberg. His book The Passion Paradox is one I’m desperate to get my hands on, and I’m currently devouring many of his articles on Twitter. I’ll end for now with some words of his that struck a chord.

Mastery is a mindset and also a path. It values both acute (in the moment) and chronic (over a lifetime) engagement but devalues most of the transient stuff in between (point-in-time successes or failures). Mastery is not a New Age self-help concept. It is rooted in principles that are central to psychology and biology, and it is an ever present theme in the lives of people who embody and productively channel their passion.

So there.

Not sure this one needs captioning.

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  1. Oh dear, what happened in Liverpool? I didn’t have the best of times there myself, to be honest, having been told near the start of an extra cut-off at 10 miles which had me running faster than I wanted to on purpose, knowing it was the wrong thing to do. I managed somehow to hang on to myself and did achieve my aims of finishing within the cut-off, not injured and with enough left to be able to continue my ultra training, but the last 4 miles into the wind were hellish and the lack of support around the course dispiriting. Onwards and upwards, learning points and all that (don’t believe what marathon organisers say??). Hope you can claw back some happy running!


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