On a rainy Saturday morning we took a wee trip to Rowardennan. The West Highland passes through Rowardennan before heading off into the relative wilderness of the East side of Loch Lomond. After many years the “Low Road” has been cleared, the path upgraded and it is now open to walkers and runners once more.… Continue reading …and I’ll take the Low Road
The annual race from Milngavie near Glasgow to Fort William in the heart of the Scottish highlands has always seemed to embody such high levels of madness, endurance and athleticism as to be way beyond the grasp of ordinary mortals like me. At the start of this adventure I didn’t know if I would be… Continue reading West Highland Way Race Report
It is now the 7th of June. In two weeks time it will be the 95 mile West Highland Way Race. What have I done……..
Two new pairs of shoes arrived today, a pair of Brooks Cascadia and a pair of Brooks Racer T7. Opposite ends of the shoe spectrum. So obviously I had to go for two runs. Here are my first impressions: Cascadia I am still in search of the perfect trail shoe. I love my Brooks Pure… Continue reading The postman always rings twice
It was the first properly sunny day we have had this year and though it was a wee bit warm for running, the views along this section of the West Highland Way were stunning today. 41 miles run and felt okay. Not sure I would have fancied running another 55 today but feel that after… Continue reading Running from Drymen to Tyndrum
My big toe is niggling. It isn’t really sore but it doesnt feel right. It is a bit tender if I press it and feels slightly swollen. It doesn’t stop me running, but it is uncomfortable and I am worried that it is altering my gait which in turn will lead to some biomechanical issues.… Continue reading My Big Toe
A very dreich day out running from Bridge of Orchy to Lundavra. In short, it went like this: Bridge of Orchy to Inveroran was fine apart from the river running down the path. Victoria Bridge to White Corries Ski Centre felt really good and ran all the way. Had forgotten how gnarly underfoot it was… Continue reading Bridge of Orchy to Lundavra
The plan had been to run the Boston marathon, do well, come home energised and then straight back into training for the West Highland Way race by doing the 53 mile Highland Fling race. Things didnt quite work out like that. My race didnt go to plan, the bombs went off, and I picked up… Continue reading Don’t Panic!!!!
A favourite moment from Spamalot and I still have the t shirt proclaiming the fact that I am not dead yet My last post was a bit of a whine about how tired I was feeling. Eventually I gave in and missed a few workouts and feel better for it. Work has been a bit… Continue reading I’m not dead yet
March has arrived and suddenly it feels like we have moved up a gear from the comfort of winter training. Ok comfort is maybe a strange word to use when you are running in the rain, snow and wind, but there is a comfort in the fact that the race season is far away and… Continue reading Marching on relentlessly