Today I was in Bridlington. You thought Skegness was tacky? You ain’t seen nothing until you’ve seen the grockle shops and harbour-front cafes of Brid. The steamed-up, fingerprinted windows. The bags of shells for £1.50. The toddlers with stars shaved … Continue reading
I’m in Oxford. First time. I’m with Maria, Les (My Aunt on my mothers side), Zoë (my sister in law), and Jonathan (my brother). Daniel, Les’s son is taking the picture. We’re in some college ground. I don’t recall which. … Continue reading
Yesterday I arrived in Armpit after a five hour train journey in the company of the Small Boy, dropped my bags and immediately went out for a run. I have been planning this for some time; in fact it’s my … Continue reading
I think it’s fitness club day. I hope it is because I ran home from Pete’s office, 4.4 miles this time, despite Met Office warnings about heavy pollution. I did the local Parkrun on Saturday, and a short run on … Continue reading
So, last time I posted about running 10k and not feeling like crap afterwards. This has been bothering me, so I’ve tried to run faster, and today my legs definitely hurt, yay. Not bad hurt, good hurt. You know what … Continue reading
Susan has brought me to Rome for a short break. We’ve been together for a number of years now but this is the first real holiday we’ve had together without other family members of one kind or another tagging along. … Continue reading
On Saturday I shall be the lonely only member of Uborka! Fitness Club to run in a 10k race at Eton Dorney. I say run, but there is a distinct possibility of some walking. I haven’t run more than 5k … Continue reading
Who of you has been out in the wind and rain? Can you find anywhere to put your feet that isn’t under water? These are the burning questions of fitness club this week. Perhaps we should all be swimming instead, … Continue reading