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  • One way to start the morning

    This morning I had a 5k race on the salt marshes outside Halifax. I was looking forward to this because salt marshes are pancake flat, and the combination of that with the sensible weather of Nova Scotia would mean that my Singapore-given aerobic fitness would be put to its best use. Instead of having to […]

  • Two falls, no submission

    It rained really heavily last night, and then it stopped raining, and then it started again, and it never really stopped after that. La Serpiente didn’t wake up more than twice in the night and I was disciplined enough to be in bed before midnight, so I got almost seven hours of sleep before this […]

  • Overcooked before Christmas

    I had about three hours of sleep this morning, and so I felt pretty dingy at 6 am. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to sleep, and I also knew that my willpower wasn’t going to be so great tonight, so I forced myself to get up and put on my running […]

  • The First Time In A Long Time Is the Last Time For A Long Time

    There are times when you launch yourself into a run, going out hard from the start, throwing yourself headlong down the trail, almost blind with a sort of happy madness. This evening was not one of those times. Instead of heading out and waiting for my GPS to catch up, I walked out from my […]

  • An exorcism, of sorts

    Yesterday morning I went for a run at 6:30. My legs were dead. It was only because I was running with somebody else that I didn’t give up and go home after ten minutes. In the end, the whole horror show took just over eighty minutes, mostly of me trudging uphill. Or trudging downhill. Or […]

  • Early morning runs and late nights

    This morning I went for a run. I haven’t had any exercise (apart from lifting my child) for the last ten days, so I didn’t think I’d be doing too much. I also haven’t been having much sleep, so choosing to start our run at 6am also wasn’t the happiest thing I’ve ever done. My […]

  • Burning the candle at both ends

    Some lunatic suggested we go running at 5:30 this morning, so I had to get up at five to dress, eat my breakfast and rush downstairs to make the rendezvous. There were five of us: an American chiropractor with enormous shoes who ran like a machine, an Indian friend of mine and ex-colleague who hadn’t […]

  • MacRitchie Reservoir Run

    This morning my alarm went off at six; I struggled out of bed at 6:30 and dressed, then rushed out to try to find a taxi to take me over to the MacRitchie Reservoir, to meet some other people for a run. When I found a taxi (there were almost none at 7 in the […]