Just a wee bit of running

Sorted: the active woman's guide to health

It has been thirteen years since I started running, again. Over the past thirteen years, a silent little (mostly) woman's issue has been swimming about in my thoughts before, after and during running. Predominantly, when I run fast, run uphill, or run downhill. Sometimes I am caught out because I genuinely forget I'm female. Sometimes I plan…

If we talk Women, Sport and Media, will you run a mile?

Approaching 40, it's easy to think that I'm going to have to constantly justify why these adventures and challenges are taking place now, with children and responsibilities still abundant at home, no steady job, one career already behind me, when many organisations and initiatives appear to want to focus on supporting only those trying to…

Rolling South

I started this blog post less than a week ago and I'm so very glad I didn't post it. If there's something I'm learning (intermittently), it's that I cannot always rely on my own advice and judgement. Much to my own dismay. My opinions, my feelings, my emotions are not merely clouded, they are cloaked in…

Pledge for Parity

Once a year (I'm pretty sure it is only once) there comes a time when it is acceptable, and even encouraged, to stop and think about how women have made a difference to society since (for some, long perhaps before) their emancipation. "International Women's Day (March 8) is a global day celebrating the social, economic,…

Mindful Adventures

Two words have revealed themselves to mean something very different to me over the past four weeks. I thought I understood adventure. I thought I understood what it meant to be mindful. We often hear that phrase (mostly from our parents or teachers), to be "mindful of that step", or "mindful of the traffic". And…

Footfalls and Fellows

In Mid-November, the calendar of running days was added to the wall, the countdown to lift off is slowly ticking by, and every day sees extra mileage added to the muscle bank. I am twitching my fingers, fiddling my thumbs, feeling not quite anxious but more fidgety and slightly irritable about what to do next, not…