I have finally cooled down from my Sunday 7 mile run around my home town of Colchester. This week I am tapering down for a Park Run (5KM) this coming Saturday. My objective is to gain another personal best time (PB) as a 60 year old, and to see if I can (again) come first… Read More ›
One of the many lessons Bettina has taught me, that I strive to include in my life, is that no matter what has gone on in her world the day before, when she wakes up to Joyce’s knock on her bedroom door she is ready ‘to go again’
When we are young we have little, or no, sense of time slipping through our fingers. We cannot imagine what it will be like to get older, have responsibilities or feel a sense of mortality – which is absolutely how it should be.
Standing outside the gate of the Garrison Athletics Track in Colchester on a cold dark Tuesday night, had it really been 20 years since I was last there waiting to start a group run? Would I be able to keep up? And would I be embarrassed if I struggled? In my head I am 29, but physically I am now 59. But more to the point – WHY? Why am I doing this?