crap, crap, crap and david beckham

It may surprise you to learn, dear reader, that my running isn’t entirely comprised of world records, near world records and personal bests. In fact, I have been known to run - gasp - slowly.
Last night, for example, was an absolute dog of a run. Yes, it was hot and yes I hadn’t exactly prepared [...]

in circles

km: 9, for the week so far: 31.
If you will humour me for a little while, I imagine you, readers, as a pretty sensitive bunch. I picture you with emotional intelligence and empathy fairly oozing from your pores.
So did you read between the lines yesterday?
No? You missed it? I’ll fill you in…
Last night I’d arranged [...]

Are you mad?

I’ve always had a suspicion that people who do long distance running are a little - how to say this politely? - maladjusted.
When I read of people like Dean Karnazes talking with a sort of hideous coolness of running recovery runs home from New York to San Francisco, I have to suspect we’re dealing [...]

Crash and burn

km: 23.6645, for the week: 57
Conversation overheard in my front room at about 16:00 yesterday:
DB “my god you look terrible”JRuns “I feel terrible”DB “quick, have something to drink”JRuns “no thanks, I need to go die in the corner somewhere”
Rewind to lunch-time, and if you were somewhere in the Mooroolbark region, you would have seen me [...]

so, to begin

I have very reluctantly joined the self-publishing, blogging world, characteristically about 18 months after everyone else in the known universe. Being just that little bit behind cool is such a nicer place to be. All the hard work is done, and everything comes with a simple GUI that takes away any possibility of independent thought. [...]