What do Joggers and Olympic Champions have in common?

Something that really grinds my gears in the world of running is the use of the word “jogger” when used in a condescending way, especially by those who consider themselves to be “runners”. It happens quite a lot. Often by individuals sitting safely in an ill-informed...
Make do and mend, reduce, recycle

Make do and mend, reduce, recycle

As a child, I would scoff at the washed out plastic bags, airing on my mothers draining board waiting for another use; the familiar gift of the hand knitted jumper from Aunt Dorothy itching on my skin and my grans keenness for reboiling off milk for my morning cereal...
The best Christmas present ever? Give yourself a run.

The best Christmas present ever? Give yourself a run.

Christmas conjures up all sorts of delicious smells for me; roast potatoes crisping in the oven, that strangely appealing odour of crackers just pulled, the sweet smell of warm mince pies and even the slightly dubious ones (Granny!).  But my favourite by miles, is the...
We run the night and here’s how.

We run the night and here’s how.

There is something wonderful about running at night. Well trodden trails can feel completely new and fresh when seen by moonlight; the picking out of features with a single beam of light, is almost restorative when normal life is so full of visual drama and the...