tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62146992790690562722024-02-20T11:39:19.710-06:00where are you running?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger250125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-79618078907194567062018-02-25T23:02:00.001-06:002018-02-25T23:02:37.440-06:0034 Weeks till race dayI see this blog address in my browser favorites almost every day, but I haven’t needed it in quite a while; two years (to the week) to be precise. Now that we’ve mastered (ha!) parenting two boys under 4, I need a new challenge. Not to test myself, not to prove myself, moreso because I’m facinated by the idea of setting out to do something that to many people seems at best impossible or at worst insane. I am hooked on that feeling of achievement and accomplishment that comes with a long dedicated effort to a task or a goal, it’s true for my work and all parts of my life. I see that mindset in the people in my life, and in my family who endure more than one might feel possible. That mental strength improves with training, and I’m at the point now where I feel I can apply that training to something new, so in 34 weeks time I’ll be running the Des Plaines River 50 mile ultra marathon. I’ve built my training schedule and am already dialing back my chocolate intake to drop 5-10lbs to my preferred race weight (165lb) This time however I’m going to need more muscle to help push through the second 25 miles so I’ve added weight training so we’ll see race weight works. 2 years ago I set out on a similar challenge but then life took charge of prioritizing and my families health trumped training, this time I have much more to run for and much more perspective and inspiration from my loved ones. Yes it’s 50 Miles, yes it will likely take me 11hrs, but like much in life it’s just one step after another and just keep going!<img id="id_6f27_4c5e_a9af_8637" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--0ZMAMCVDA0/WpOT-TQDz2I/AAAAAAABKgQ/Fayg30IthrsRtC23cUSK1LP2vYkO82JlACHMYCw/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_c61a_ed0_37e3_2744" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hdu-mZ05XlQ/WpOT85sxWxI/AAAAAAABKgE/QBr6svK6QwAMsZC67IJUikbinrCceSgjQCHMYCw/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_dae3_b32f_2beb_539e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5g6eq8IxPh0/WpOT85tfbgI/AAAAAAABKgA/2I8uKC7V9BEnPANk6i40ZMeqbGWy_4hUwCHMYCw/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_eca0_dbc7_9fa2_169b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-z-IgJ7ZRYpg/WpOT9kGPY3I/AAAAAAABKgI/ygVBd9_S_3k7-yZatVf2Q5KVA-cn-BCNwCHMYCw/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><img id="id_3ded_48f9_e6c7_ca14" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-u5on2ul5-U4/WpOT-O_vWkI/AAAAAAABKgM/0lUhMcRUjRcNe7UYSlYnHU5V_qdl_SDQgCHMYCw/s5000/%255BUNSET%255D" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-51993120123611098332016-03-01T23:17:00.000-06:002016-03-01T23:28:41.764-06:00Muscle memoryClearly my muscles have a better memory than my brain, first run in a year and it felt like I'd never stopped. The last three years have been busy, buying a house and having two kids, perhaps that active lifestyle really counts for something. Anyway, I turn 40 in August, feels weird to say that 'out loud' and while I don't care, I am thinking that I might start to care, so, I id the only rational thing and signed up for a 50k around the mountains of Lake Tahoe in California on the day I turn 40, and I've told everyone about it. So now I have to train! My altering motive and probably an inevitability is that I enter my 40s in the best shape of my life. My oldest son Oliver will be 3 and I want to always be an inspiration to him and Julien who will be 1, and show them that anything is possible if you want it and put effort in. Parenting alone can be very physically demanding too, I don't want my boys ever disappointed coz their old man can't keep up... 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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">[New Forest, England]</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-64958797309667151262011-05-29T23:08:00.016-05:002011-06-26T23:36:34.385-05:00RUN 247 - 32m for Japan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo">Every run is for a reason, they're usually selfish if were honest. Occasionally we get the opportunity to do what we love and help other people out too. <a href="http://www.justgiving.com/hike-for-japan">www.justgiving.com/hike-for-japan</a> was one of those occasions. Setting a challenge tougher than you honestly think you can achieve is really the only challenge worth setting, and must be the definition of a challenge. If you have no doubt you cannot enjoy your success. I ran and hiked 16m + 16m along Beachy Head in England today, and my friends and i raised over $2000 for relief efforts in Japan, you can still give at the link above, many thanks!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">[The undulating chalky south coast of England]</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-45151498859289487222011-05-22T23:07:00.007-05:002011-06-26T23:28:38.439-05:00RUN 246 - Perfect Putney<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo">One last time along the river, a suspiciously perfect day to run, almost like London is stating its case, i'm trading these tidal river banks and tow paths for a shoreline of another sort on another continent. The only comfort is that they've been here for hundreds or years and will be there for me anytime i need them.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">[Putney Bridge on the River Thames]</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-36912759955524308882011-05-13T16:12:00.008-05:002011-06-26T23:22:35.107-05:00RUN 245 - Must stretch more!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo">Sometime i wonder if there's a natural universe conspiring against me, giving me shin splints at the most perfect moment to encounter the beautiful world around me, hobbling along stubbornly i catch this most beautiful view, how else would i ever have found myself here; what better reason to run?<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[Battersea Power station, London]</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-47272315449531239752011-05-11T15:45:00.011-05:002011-05-16T11:14:59.232-05:00RUN 244 - Look<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Running through the city, you spend a good proportion of that time looking at the ground; watching your footing; the closest i've come to rolling an ankle has been on kerbs rather than cross country... im an observant person, but it doesn't hurt to be reminded to truly look at the world around you, especially while running, there is so much more to see if you look past the obvious.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[Low tide, but coming in fast!]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-11433949893878704942011-04-24T03:37:00.015-05:002011-05-16T10:54:57.859-05:00RUN 241 - The perfect run<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">A run doesn't get any better than this... 10+ miles through unexplored countryside from my parents house to visit my nan, going off my usual route to explore a little more, getting 'lost' and picking a new direction to run somewhere familiar again, discovering a small stream and following it, across varied terrain grass mud and hills through forests... and waiting at the end a happy face pleased to see me and a bacon sandwich and a cup of tea.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[no idea how i found this stream, but it took me home]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-12237097408006392272011-04-17T03:36:00.015-05:002011-05-16T10:54:44.312-05:00RUN 240 - No Swimming<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">After 10 miles along the beautiful south bank of the Thames in 75 degree sun heading towards Richmond from the city, the only thing i want to do is jump in that water and swim... not ever going to happen though, killer currents and bacteria... </div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[Central St Giles, Renzo Piano]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-26186891799828385852011-03-27T16:05:00.008-05:002011-05-16T10:25:59.999-05:00RUN 237 - Back on the Thames again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Having been away for a while its good to be back to a familiar place, sometimes that familiarity is encouraging, other times distracting, especially on a challenging run, being reminded how much further there is to go, and how much more i'll be asking of myself can be a difficult mental struggle, but inevitably at some point that changes in my favor and becomes comforting. </div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[The Corniche Waterfront of Abu Dhabi]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-36742949748657709422011-03-08T16:02:00.012-06:002011-05-16T10:19:42.571-05:00RUN 235 - Greve in Chianti, Tuscany<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">It doesn't get much more idyllic than the rolling Tuscan countryside! an early start on a frosty spring morning exploring the hillsides, surprising a pack of dogs and not getting mauled, trying to keep the blood flowing to my frozen fingertips and wishing id brought gloves... none of it matters when the world is this beautiful!</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[The countryside around a stunning Tuscan B&B]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-51542812231712318752011-03-06T16:00:00.012-06:002011-05-16T10:19:33.196-05:00RUN 234 - Rome, Italy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo">Take the chance to explore a little further and trust your instincts, run with a flexible plan and you'll never be disappointed, i always seem to discover a natural climax on runs like today at the top of a hilly Roman public park.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSji6aFCG-Ma2qYLtwHlunL-Mu04e-k-oM9HoDwh3gZagFz2f64rDEqkLh5tWcRbHnnEm7rJfseR1oWzKSH7bQYhY4BaqEQEBh4qluAIMSIx4vEpDXn2WUDJ2CO7QiQgGcYJUDBd4ZD2zu/s1600/photo-731970.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589239080456572722" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSji6aFCG-Ma2qYLtwHlunL-Mu04e-k-oM9HoDwh3gZagFz2f64rDEqkLh5tWcRbHnnEm7rJfseR1oWzKSH7bQYhY4BaqEQEBh4qluAIMSIx4vEpDXn2WUDJ2CO7QiQgGcYJUDBd4ZD2zu/s320/photo-731970.jpg" /></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[A perfectly roman public scene]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-62907720743026682642011-03-05T15:59:00.014-06:002011-05-16T10:19:23.296-05:00RUN 233 - Rome, Italy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Being away from home is exciting as a runner, every step will be something new and unfamiliar, you're guaranteed to be surprised and delighted... its also a great way to scout out places to return to, like this hilltop cafe view hidden away near our hotel in Rome.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[A Roman hilltop view]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-82162582462687982522011-02-24T15:58:00.010-06:002011-05-16T10:19:01.125-05:00RUN 232 - 1940s dress design sketches in South Ken.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Even in the city there are always beautiful interesting things to see, and you see so much more when running... there may not always be beautiful vistas, sun rises over impossibly large lakes or the banks of a powerful river, but make the effort to open your eyes and you'll see so much more.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[40's dress designs in a Knightsbridge shop window]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-39859962069374658212011-02-23T10:48:00.009-06:002011-05-16T10:19:13.525-05:00RUN 231 - London drizzle is a runners friend<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo">I'm actually more of a 'poor weather' runner, i love the challenge that weather presents, snow, ice wind, rain... i love sunny day runs too, but its hard to keep cool... a drizzly day is fine by me too.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikP-ZshzudFE1HpeFLKv6vyjcHVA6DupwIse5MTgBMxT5rxuKmX2RuS_0z4uKa3JfzE-A5v-vAOwcVYb2YrGGI_RzXLiq6Ap9kvLWKYetFqPyTg5e5iGOjfBc0dyTwExgiJwJOXGtO3Ut3/s1600/photo-777175.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576930756402034546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikP-ZshzudFE1HpeFLKv6vyjcHVA6DupwIse5MTgBMxT5rxuKmX2RuS_0z4uKa3JfzE-A5v-vAOwcVYb2YrGGI_RzXLiq6Ap9kvLWKYetFqPyTg5e5iGOjfBc0dyTwExgiJwJOXGtO3Ut3/s320/photo-777175.jpg" /></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">[Got to watch your step though]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-11506852587928681062011-02-22T03:50:00.000-06:002011-05-04T03:52:00.284-05:00RUN 230 - Post run Rooftop<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Running A-B is always so much more satisfying; home to work or vice versa, every step is a step closer to your destination and is filled with a little more confidence. It translates more directly to our life experiences, and reminds me that so long as we have a direction, a destination or a purpose, make every step a step towards that place and no matter how much you tire, you can draw strength from the knowledge that you're making progress.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">West London skyline from our roof]</span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-74006247023264831222011-02-19T16:53:00.037-06:002011-02-21T07:56:05.196-06:00RUN 229 - R&R along the Thames path to Battersea Park<div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes everything just works out perfectly, today was absolutely one of those days; a gentle breeze, cool air, slightly drizzly but not raining, just enough to keep the fair weather walkers and runners off the Thames path, but to top it all my wife decided to get out her bike and join me for an hour or two! running has always been a quite selfish indulgent pastime for me, one which is mine to enjoy and explore and reflect, to give me balance. My running isn't about physical fitness; i'm not the fastest, or most efficient, and certainly don't follow a strict runners diet, but i enjoy every step i take, its never a chore, i allow myself to enjoy and experience the places it takes me, even the smallest details of perhaps the most seemingly mundane place. Its a wonderful chance to observe the places we live and visit and be part of them. But to share these beautiful places and moments of chance encounter with the woman i love are an even greater joy.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[Flowers blooming in Battersea Park]</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-38753416067640496202011-02-15T16:52:00.022-06:002011-02-21T07:42:13.444-06:00RUN 228 - Capture the moment<div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">I always run with my iphone, its useful if i get a little lost, or to call someone i'm meeting or who expects me, but mainly i carry it for the chance to capture a moment. I have 5/6 main routes either to or from work or around our home, the route is repeated time after time, but the experience of it is entirely different on every occasion, with the weather, the season, time or day, the people who share the moment or the things taking place... the local authority trimmed the trees back along the south bank, felled a few too... this log obviously rolled down the bank of the river having been cut at low tide... this angle and composition screamed out to me as i ran by... the stump in the foreground, the log on the beach and the river beyond...when the tide returns to collect the log, this image will be gone forever.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[sometimes the images scream out to be captured]</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214699279069056272.post-17552186396434925682011-02-12T16:45:00.015-06:002011-02-21T07:42:06.366-06:00RUN 227 - Every step is a history lesson<div class="mobile-photo"><div style="text-align: justify;">Every step is a history lesson in this city, relics of the past are everywhere, often re purposed, preserved or simply allowed to deteriorate. This proud forgotten relic has served its useful purpose many years ago, and now stands to intrigue or be ignored.</div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[I have no idea of its purpose and almost prefer to keep it that way]</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0