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I can’t begin to describe how much support I’ve had over the past eight months or so.  Writing a blog about the ways in which people have been there seems a little daunting and pretty risky in case I …
‘I have nothing to live for,’ I idly thought to myself during a Sunday morning leg stretch through the shady trails of Hainault Country Park. Ok - before you panic and plead with Samaritans to give…
Towards the end of a long ultramarathon, there sometimes comes a point known as the ‘death march’.  This isn’t quite as dramatic as it sounds - it describes the state of exhaustion where any…
What doesn’t kill you - makes you stronger.  Apparently. I reminded myself of this as an unforecast deluge took hold of my local meadow and I squelched through a fairly torrid five miles …
‘Look around at how lucky you are to be alive right now…Look at where you are, look at where you startedThe fact that you’re alive is a miracleTo stay alive, that should be enough’ - Another bit off o…
The heady days of boat life had to come to an end eventually and after pacing Andrew to a glorious 10k PB and a bit more wandering around ‘Yacht-land’ it was time to fly home.  I’ll admit to…
I didn’t go to Ibiza to ‘live it large’.  If large means the kind of nightlife I’d have to be dragged to, a half measure is fine for me in so many ways.  Plus if you’re living on a…
From Eastbourne, I boarded a London bound train, but it would take me ten days to reach the city.  Because on the way, I got off at Gatwick Airport and boarded a flight to Ibiza.  Ok - this wasn’t qui…
A few months ago, over chemo but before surgery, I wanted something to look forward to.  I didn’t really have anything, as at that point, I was staring down the barrel of at least four rounds of the s…
Alexander Hamilton was supposedly asked (according to the musical, anyway) ‘Why do you write like you’re running out of time?’.  Ok I don’t know much about duelling or constitutional law, bu…