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  • Not drinking gin

    After work I ran to the National Stadium, but somehow took a wrong turning and went out of my way by most of a mile, which wouldn’t be so odd if I hadn’t been running the same route so often for the last six months. When I got to the track, I had to run […]

  • Off track

    I ran to the National Stadium track today to do a run at race pace. I’m only aiming for 3:30 for the Bagan Marathon, which equates to 2 minute laps at the track (except track pace is probably faster than real life pace, especially if Bagan is all sand) but given how out of training […]

  • Still living in the present

    Today was Youth Day so La Serpiente had no school. That meant I could desert my kids and scuttle off to work to eat scrambled eggs. My parental duties were not entirely neglected, as my wife brought both girls to the office later. La Serpiente was very solicitous of my welfare. "Daddy, you must eat […]

  • Shambling track session

    While my wife tried to persuade the girls to sleep tonight, I went off to the track for a speed session. My diet of pizza and French fries for the last week needed to be compensated for by sweating most of my body weight out.

  • Tastelessness

    The antibiotics my wife and I are taking have stopped us tasting anything. Smoothies made with fresh fruit taste no better than wallpaper paste. Pasta is like cardboard in our mouths. The only advantage of this state of affairs is that it’s also borked my wife’s sense of smell, so she can leave a fully […]

  • Old Man’s Sports Day – Singapore Masters Track And Field Championships 2017

    Today was the day of the annual Singapore Athletics Masters Track & Field Championships. For the last two years I’ve completed, starting off with the 1500m and running a 4x400m relay against some dastardly competition, but last year and this year I’ve concentrated on the 800m. The championships has usually been held in the autumn, […]

  • Track work

    Tonight’s training schedule was 4 to 6x1000m, at 4:17 pace, with 4:15 recovery between each one. Or rather, that’s what I had from my Enormous Book Of Running Advice. When I got to the track, 59 hours after running a 19:35 5k, I was told taking it easy was not an option, and instead of […]

  • The Dirtiest Race In History

    Last night I finished reading The Dirtiest Race In History, a book about the 1988 Seoul Olympics and Ben Johnson’s shortlived gold medal. A bit like a 100 metre sprinter, it starts powerfully and then loses momentum towards the end. But perhaps I ended up disliking it because it was described as “compelling” by the […]

  • Broccoli, snatching victory from the jaws of defeat – just another track session

    This evening I went to the track, and didn’t fall in the toilet. Perhaps it’s a sign of how low my expectations are that this counts as something to celebrate.

  • Alone in the dark

    I’ll often complain, but Singapore does have some beautiful weather. This afternoon I was in meeting after meeting, and just after five, as I looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window towards the west, I saw a patch of vehement orange yellow, growling up from the horizon. Above it, acres of dark grey, and then a […]