Day 8 diary of the Brathay 10 in 10 (10 marathons in 10 consecutive days)

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It would be nice to write something to indicate how smoothly each day has gone, how calmly I've approached each day, how easy each...

Splish, splosh, sponsor me (please) Sunday. It was a tad damp out there today, but then there are more wet spots than an old person's...

When I decided to re-enter the 10in10, I was working full time as a self employed driving instructor. One of the ideas I had when I was...

Hello? Hope? Here again? Health? Help? Decent Human? You choose ... At Brathay we know everyone has the capacity to do extraordinary...

Chatting to myself

For the last three years, the Children and I have visited the Georgian Theatre in Richmond, North Yorkshire. Each one of us looks...

Yet another example of how not to prepare for or even run a marathon. Sometimes, I shake my head and wonder when will I ever learn? ...

I met a girl once. A long time ago. On the hotel balcony. Not quite a short lived romance. I'd had teenage love before but this...

I'm famous again? Or rather not. You, could tell it was my ugly mug (at a distance) on BBC Wales. Able to find myself just because of...

Free 'health' check for my car today through the RAC, jolly nice of them, thought I. Dropped my car off at the garage and then took the...

The Yorkshire Marathon. What a brilliant turn out in the town and the villages. What fantastic organisation and support. Drumming...

Phew! That was a tough day. Gosh! That was a really tough week. Aargh! That was a tricky month. What's that old adage? If you fail to...

This weekend was one of my oldest school friend's birthdays, he is significantly older than me and has now reached yet another milestone...

Sitting in traffic this morning. Going nowhere fast. The car adjacent, big, white BMW, the driver, elegant, hair styled, suit pressed...

There's an unforgiving honesty in this game and as much as anyone loves or hates it, it really is a contest of skill. I looked up game...

Friday evenings, simply the best night of the week. A child of the 70s, the start of the weekend is vaguely remembered as being spent at...

A day or two ago, I nearly peed the bed. Half dozing off, a friend messaged me. I was at the point just at the edge of the cliff where...