Get the Balance Right

In running, if it's good, it's amazing, and if it's bad, it's experience. But in the teeth of disappointment that theory feels like utter bollocks.  Here's the thing though. It actually isn't.  Firstly let me say this. In the grand scheme of things, how you feel as a runner has no consequence.  There are FAR... Continue Reading →

The Bet

I'm not what you might call 'clubbable'. At parties I'm the one who'll arrive with an escape plan. The one who can't hide the overwhelming sense of relief when I recognise someone I know. The one who can't remember names, stories or punchlines. The one who nods and smiles but can't really hear a thing... Continue Reading →

The Little Wonder

Unexpected things happen to runners. Especially those who run with Glasgow clubs. Why? Runners form communities which sometimes throw out surprises. And Glasgow has some great talkers. My club, West End Road Runners has this in spades. And one of our runners, Fred Beckett proved it. We learned that we both had connections with Peterhead... Continue Reading →

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