I failed my first Marathon while training on Runna. But it wasn't Runna's fault. At the LA Marathon last year, I did not finish. I stopped after 18 miles. My legs were in pain. My heels were in pain. I was afraid of rhabdomyolysis. But there was a hidden problem I didn't think about... you guessed it: my running cadence (see the title). But more on that later.
Ich bin mit tenics den B2Run Bremen gelaufen.
Running the Fellsman again. Went slower, but felt much better.
Claude is also a valuable companion, well, not on the moors per se, but at your desk before you go out onto the moors, to escape from Claude.
Some thoughts on having climbed 107/214 Wainwrights, and whether I've actually bagged them.
A wet recce around the northern fells in the Lake District bagging Wainwrights and spending what feels like hours climbing up to Blencathra
Posting late, eating sandwiches, running in the Lakes, feeling doomed.
Theme of the year: travelling, running, drinking a lot of beer, then getting super sick and tired and burnt out for months. Positive on balance but let's try a slightly better balance next year.
Windy day but mercifully no rain. Seems like these fell races are like 80% climbing, somehow.
I finished all three of my local half marathons for the first time, a neat little milestone.
In my last monthly recap, I mentioned I started running again, after taking a few months break. I'm now three and a half weeks in the new program, and I felt a bit of an urge to write a bit about how it has been, what am I feeling, and whether or not I want to continue.
David completed the Bob Graham Round on 6 June in 23 hours and 47 minutes.
4 hours and 15 minutes at the Swaledale Marathon.
My second half marathon in as many weeks—and a final tune-up before Ironman 70.3 Coeur d’Alene.
Yee-haw! Another half marathon in the books.
Out in the Lake District on a fine bank holiday Saturday for a recce across the to-me-hitherto-unexplored Western Fells.
An opportunity to run all-out in front of a bunch of people who are much faster all-out runners than me.
Disappointing news. I like Runna---it's the most TrainerRoad-like running app I've used, and Strava is, well... they forbid their customers from disagreeing with their "business decisions" in their community forum, which probably tells you how much they care about their customers' opinions. In the announcement post on Reddit, Runna's CEO says they'll continue to operate independently both as a team and as a product, but nothing in the history of corporate acquisitions makes me think that is anything but temporary. I hope I'm wrong. (Via The Verge.)
Running another marathon, still not running it in under 4 hours.
A few days ago, I competed the Couch to 5K program, which is a running program designed to slowly build one's up to run 30 minutes, or 5 kilometers. Depends a bit on whether you follow the timed or the metric program. I decided to start it back in January, and now, two months later, I'm glad to say I completed it!
Confronting my own dumbness, and also confronting my susceptibility to the Algorithm.
A beautiful opportunity at Alwick Castle turned into a massive tummyache and an 11-hour sleep.
Going out in Durham to celebrate, using LLM tools for small tasks, embracing my position as DudeBro on the internet.
In the office, on top of hills, on trains, in fields, on the computer. Oh I've been ever-y-where, man, I've been ever-y-where
According to Zwift Insider, it's been in testing for a few months now for a small set of Zwift subscribers using the Wahoo Kickr Run treadmill, and now there's a support article about it. Will they support other smart treadmills, like the Technogym MyRun? Who knows, but Zwift's response, quoted in Zwift Insider's article, makes me hopeful that they will. (If anyone at Zwift is reading this, I'd love to beta test that when the time comes.)
February's here. Easily the worst month of the year (sorry Valentine's Day enjoyers). Still dark, and as if on cue: here comes the wet weather, at last.
Watching TV, listening to podcasts, working on cars, going for runs. Yes indeed it's me.
Storm Éowyn blew in and knocked over a shed. I tried to sort out some electronics and came across a very unfortunate fault.
A few months ago, I hinted at the fact that I wanted to try out going for a run. And even though I didn't share more about it, I did it. Back in September, I decided to try going for an interval running session. However, I had absolutely no running equipment at the time, so I just put on some gym clothes and my sneakers, and went.
Our one Cold Week of the year saw me finishing my book and watching too much YouTube. At least I'm running consistently again.
A visit to a bothy, listening to heavy music, finishing a tv series, a 5k PR, housework.
After all, why not? Why shouldn’t I do one more race this year?
I'm spending Christmas and New Year's in Mexico City, so what better way to close out the year than a chill 12 km race around Chapultepec? It's just what I need after a couple of months of exclusively indoor training. I only regret not arriving there in time for this Sonic the Hedgehog 10K on Sunday---I need that medal.
Feeling crummy; finding the bright spots in an increasingly dark end of the year.
I look forward to this race every year---a chill fall half marathon at the base of the Tetons is usually a great way to close out my season before winter sets in, but at this moment the AQI in Jackson Hole is 235, firmly in the "very unhealthy" range. Instead, I'm reading a study on the impact of air pollution on running performance to reassure myself I made the right decision.
Outside in the waning days of summer.
Your ancient heart rate monitor is no longer pairing with your watch. Your threshold heart rate begins to uncalibrate wildly. A man reaches out of the aether with a paperclip.
Running the Willow Miner, hosting by my very own running club, Elvet Striders, on 24 July 2024.
It's been a little over a week since my ankle injury at the Wild 15K and I just came back from my ortho appointment. Everything looks better than I feared last week, X-rays look clean and my examination went well. It's still a little swollen with some pain, so I've been told to schedule some PT, wear compression socks to help with the swelling, and maybe tape my ankle for additional stability while running. The biggest question on my mind was "will I make things worse if I go for a run?" and the answer is no; I've been given the all-clear to start running again. Which is great, because I threw caution into the wind and ran 11 km on the treadmill on Sunday with no issues. We're so back.
My first and last trail running race ended in disaster.
Running 13.1 miles down a familiar stretch of coast.
Running in the Saltwell Harriers Fell Race in Weardale on 2 July 2024.
Trying to get back into things that I stopped doing because of Malaise. It's going ok.
I ran my fastest half marathon to date at this year's edition of this race.
An evening in Montherme on the banks of the Meuse, and a run in the hills thereabove.
Climbing the full set of stairs at the Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. Repeatedly.