this into this fartlek session this week:(2 mins easy, 30 secs hard, 1 min 30 secs easy,  30 sec hard) x 10. Cool down (10 mins)…where the 'hard' is 6:26 min-mile pace. The second area is my posture. I'm an incredibly inefficient runner, which I think is largely down

.Why such an appetite surge? Well, today I decided to do a spot of 'over-distance' training and it appears I don't do things by halves. Currently every muscle in my body is crying out after a 26-mile journey through South London on a typically wet summer's day

the belief that, unless you're running 80 miles a week or churning out sub-2:45 marathons, recovery doesn't really matter. The evidence certainly suggests otherwise. Sidestepping good recovery practice can leave you more susceptible to aches, pains, colds

it to nature's cruel elements, I knew I had to take it outside. We're ideally placed at TW Towers to train on the race route itself. With Hyde Park less than a mile away, I've got no excuse not to be ripping up the Royal Park's paths in my lunch hour

Saturday session for this wonderfully scenic dash along quiet country lanes over an unusual seven-mile distance. Finish your race to fulsome cheers from locals at the bustling Chipstead Village Fair and Flower Show and then stick around for a truly

me every week. But what was interesting was the point where I hit my anaerobic threshold. This happened when I hit 145 bpm (a 9.6 min/mile pace or 10km.hr). That sounds quite slow to me, but could go a long way to explaining as to why I've struggled

on Saturday and running ten miles on Sunday, as it's a more important session. An easy ten miles shouldn't be much of a problem.Q. How do you determine what marathon pace will be? Do you look at race times during training, paces during long runs, or miles run

Quality bike session: three words guaranteed to give you that sinking feeling when you read them on a training schedule. Whether it's on the turbo trainer or out on the road, those words mean only hard work and pain. However, there is one sure way

hired bikes we could find and (of course) wearing utterly inappropriate gear, we notched up miles traversing Brittany. And whilst the views were admittedly spectacular, it took some time to be able to walk again without wincing in pain or looking like a

from the charity before during and after the race was fantastic.On April 17 2011 after countless training sessions, more physio than I care to remember and months without alcohol, I lined up at Greenwich a mix of nerves and excitement. The race itself