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‘Roided up

Good morning everyone! This is what writing looks like on steroids.  And caffeine, sugar, anti-sickness, and let’s not forget chemo tablets 4-8 of 112 for this cycle. I wonder if this is …

Live fast, die young

As I’m headed towards the second of these, what about the first? I suppose to ‘live fast’ is to cavort about in a drink and drug fuelled frenzy, enjoying all the good stuff, whilst driving one’s body …

Here we go again

Chemo is coming. Again. It was meant to be this Monday just gone, but as that’s delayed by a few days, I’m sat here, not for the first time, wondering what to do with myself.  Chemo time …

This should have been the worst year of my life after a terminal cancer diagnosis

On New Year’s Eve last year, I raised a glass of water in the air to salute the conclusion of my first fortnight of chemotherapy tablets. As I peeled off the surgical gloves that stopped these toxi…

My Year in Numbers

I’m not a big fan of statistics. My eyes tend to glaze over them and I’ve devoted most of my life’s work to the unmeasurable emotional manipulation of making noises that are designed to excite and/or…

‘I have stage 4 bowel cancer and I’m running the UTMB’

Ultrarunner Nathaniel Dye was diagnosed with stage 4 bowel cancer last year but refuses to let it stop him doing the thing he loves most. So he's decided to run the 171km UTMB – his hardest challenge …

The 100 Mile Comeback

Over the past year or so, my idea of a bucket list has fluctuated a lot.  Indeed - it’s still a work in progress and you may find significant variation in my responses depending on when you …

Back to ‘Normal’

This blog covers the past six weeks.  That in itself is something to consider, considering that earlier this year, I considered my situation on a daily basis.  Why?  I su…

A Spectacular Failure

I think most people reading this will know what happened at UTMB by now. No - it wasn’t the glorious comeback I’d hoped for, but in reaching for the stars, perhaps I landed on the moon, and the view …

A Beautiful Dress Rehearsal

I wasn’t exactly full of energy by my first evening in Chamonix but simply being there somehow made me step out the door to run a brief four miles along the gently rolling valley floor where UTMB star…

My Last Healthy Summer?

There’s something inherently magnificent about summer.  The British one, anyway.  Perhaps it’s the contrast with a drearily bleak midwinter that requires the mother of all festival…

The Plot Twist

Following my glorious, albeit brief, return to work, I found myself free of commitments for a few days.  So I took a (much delayed) train up to the tiny Yorkshire village of Horton-in-Ribble…