Brain Training Part 1

Brain Training for going into the Unknown Recently I was asked to come up with some words about how I am training my brain for my challenge to run 1680 miles across the UK and back again, when the furthest I’ve ever completed is (just) 32 miles in one day. My first thought was: am I training my brain? I guess so, but I think I’ve been in this mind-game for so long now that the individual processes themselves have become a single, integral part of my daily life. However, I will attempt to prise apart the structure of it to clarify what…

Just breathe

Some words need life breathing into them, others just drip off the tongue like honey. It’s a peculiar time right now. Nothing appears to follow any order, routine, sequence or plan. Each day, in fact each hour, is a different story to tell, a different emotion heralding a seemingly different outcome. It’s confusing. Keeping a focus on running now is harder than it was five months ago. Back then I was running to free myself from the shackles of a shame, a stigma—self-created no doubt—and a sense of loss. Loss of who I thought I was and what I would…

When the Wizard came to Wales

It’s like a dream come true. I’m training at the gym, working to strengthen up my core, my glutes, my knees, my arms and my back because weak buttocks can ruin a runner (I read that in a book), and I don’t want a weak butt. And while I’m set with my morning and mid-run caffeine cuddle (TrueStart Coffee), my 100% amino acid vegan protein greens balance recovery fuel (a mouthful to say but ultra-delicious) (Arbonne) and my nutrition plan for a happy tummy (loadsa veg & 9Bars), along comes a magical little sachet that has just topped up my…