About yesterday…

On my run this morning, I was pumped, like eye of the tiger, chariots of fire pumped. It took all my effort to hold back from gunning the entire way, it's great when this happens. There is one reason for this...yesterday was the Boston Marathon, and it was fucking incredible. I don't want this to... Continue Reading →

The Boston problem.

As I have slowly worked my way through the six races Abbott deem to be the marathon majors, I am aware that I have left the most difficult until last. It's the marathon equivalent of pushing your vegetables to the side of the plate until you really have to eat them. Although, the actual running... Continue Reading →

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