The greedy runner

I have been greedy. Not food greedy. Although that isn’t strictly true. I blame my wife; she didn’t need to make a cake today. I mean running greedy. Time greedy. Seven days of running before today had featured, by day and in order: a nine mile cross country race; 16 miles at a fair pace;…

The myth of ‘I can’t run fast…’

In a decade-and-a-half of running that has encompassed road, cross country and fell, and spanned 10k, marathon and ultramarathon (and everything in between), I never believed I could run very fast, that is relatively very fast for me, over short distances. The demands of running long distances would inevitably counter my ability to master 5k…

Not a PB

It’s now three weeks since London. I still haven’t recovered from the effort of that marathon. Not even close. I attempted to kid myself that I had – by taking part in my local 5k park run in Brockwell Park today. The race mirrored my post-marathon return to running: slow, stuttering and a little erratic.¬†After…

Crystal Palace

I won a race at Crystal Palace, the national sports centre, the home of British athletics. Alas, it wasn’t this Crystal Palace… … but this one – Crystal Palace Park. The event – the weekly Saturday morning 5k race that is run over two laps. These park runs are a brand; dozens take place around…