from a busy training schedule, or trying to convert running-phobic partners, don't fear. The days fall into place around the main running session, leaving holidaymakers the opportunity to try pilates or yoga, see the sights or just kick off your
of people new to running the marathon were starting off too fast and struggling to the finish, and so they had a bad experience," says then editor Steven Seaton, who has paced in 11 London Marathons. "We were trying to tackle the 'never again' fear
of the water onto the bike course you won't feel soaked to the skin. It means that, in theory at least, you can peel off your wetsuit post-swim, run to your bike in transition, put on your bike helmet and shoes and off you go. Nudity during a transition
The only thing runners fear more than rabid dogs and toilet emergencies is getting hurt. An injury means taking a break, and runners hate the thought of losing fitness, gaining weight or missing an endorphin fix. But what if you knew what injuries
-ready.There's certainly no slacking when it comes to running in the army. Take the much-feared test of aerobic ability and strength: the Basic Fitness Test. All personnel are required to run 1.5 miles (2.42km) in 14 minutes or less. This bar gets raised higher
This section is adapted from the Runner's World Complete Book of Women's Running by Dagny Scott. Buy this book!What children learn from watching their parents is crucial. Its estimated that up to 50% of children participate in virtually no physical
If you're running a marathon this spring, you're about to enter the most critical – and difficult – four weeks of training, when 1) your weekly mileage is at its peak; 2) your motivation may be flagging; and 3) you're most likely to get sidelined
– or not hungry when you should be – immediately after training. The problem is that when you are planning your run around a busy work schedule, your brain, leg muscles and stomach don’t always stay in sync.An early-morning run, for example, can leave you
descended on Saturday April 2, I was not sitting. Nor was I drinking. I was running in Sherwood Forest, hot on the heels of a panting Maid Marian (who was lit up by the oscillating beam of my head torch) through a dense thicket of trees. Think Robin Hood
I am running fast and strong...I am running fast and strong... As I climb an interminable hill for the third time in a punishing 10K race, the truth may be anything but. However, the words fit in nicely with the rhythm of my feet and if I tell
