The long run …

On a cold winter morning, officially the shortest days of the year, when the alarm rings, it takes a Herculean amount of willpower to get out of the bed, step on the cold floor shuffling to find the slippers. This is then followed by guzzling down a full liter of water and some other concoctions, … Continue reading The long run …

The struggle of running – is the journey between these two lines.

During the early running season, sometime in the end-summer months of May and June, my limits are the lower line below. Just when the distance starts to climb into 2 digits, my limbs, and more importantly, my mind tends to give up! Come the cooler months of Oct-Dec, and combined with the intense, but sensible … Continue reading The struggle of running – is the journey between these two lines.