My marathon training never really got off the ground this year. I managed to miss out on the usual half marathon races, and was beginning to face the fact that a few 10k plods along the Kelvin with the baby jogger wasn’t exactly cutting the mustard. So when I happened across an advert for the
Results Lancaster half marathon and I have a history. I had a disastrous run there last year which pulled me up short and put an end to my idea I need not train to race. So, I came to settle the score on a wintry, windy, overcast morning, but this time, I had my race
Results This 20 mile road race was probably the only chance either Chris or I would get at a long run before the London marathon in April. It is part of the Lancaster 3 race series, and as my mother conveniently lives in Lancaster and therefore baby-sitting was on hand, it was an ideal training
Results | Garmin track This was my first hill race in some time. The race started in the limestone clad village of Ingleborough, Yorkshire, and climbed the well trodden footpath to the summit of Ingleborough, one of the Yorkshire three peaks, returning via the same route. A field of around 190 runners started from the
As forecast, Sunday turned out to be a very warm day. At the Red ‘Good for Age’ start there was no need for pre-run bin bags as the sun was rising in a cloudless sky above us. Having assumed I would be alone to sink or swim, I was bemused to spot a certain Mr
Caerketton hill race is the last in the Bog and Burn series, and was my first Bog and Burn outing of 2010. It’s a super-short race which simply runs steeply up alongside the Hillend Ski slope along tracks, through the foilage to the summit cairn of Caerketton and back down the same way. The route
With legs well and truly gubbed from Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday’s races, Chris and I jogged up to Thursday’s 5K trail race around the familiar stomping ground of Garscube woods behind Dawsholm Park. The route is reassuringly undulating and takes in three loops along the paths which meander through the woods. With six minutes to
Tuesday night saw another healthy Westie turnout of 6 for the second Tour of Clydeside race hosted on the towpath at Clydebank. With nostrils full of fish and chip scent wafting from the nearby McMonagles, we set off eastbound along the canal on another delightful out and back route. For the second night running I
Monday evening saw five Westie women and two Westie men don their trainers for the first of the four Tour of Clydeside 2010 races which run throughout this week. This course is arguably the hardest and least appealing of the races, as it involves a simple out and back route along the almost entirely flat
“What does the W stand for?” Mile 3, just getting into my stride when the conversation struck up. Hastily (yet politely) exited the breathy conflab by pushing forward. Legs still feeling comfortable. Passing runners by fairly effortlessly. Beginning to wonder whether I can’t feel the pain because my legs have been numbed by the cold,