and tracks that were supposed to lead us to the ridge of the Malverns.Steeple chase: the race was run against a backdrop of villages, churches and rolling hillsI suppose propelling us up a 1:4 incline bearing 10kg rucksacks at the height of a heatwave
Desert Cup was going along nicely – I’d managed the Cape Wrath ultra without collapsing in a pool of my own bile. I’d jogged a couple of twenties with Oscar, The World’s Fittest Dog, and I can safely say I looked better than he did by the end, as we
Harriers’ morning run. It can’t resist lounging in the pub at lunchtime when it promised Barry it would go to the gym with him. It can’t walk past the Agra Tandoori House at 11.15pm. It can’t bear to shed two stones of its unsightly flab, when this would
-shirts: the Eel Pie Island Ultra (“520 laps in the middle of the historic River Thames”), the Angola Minefield Meander and the 1986 Basra to Baghdad Family Fun Run – all dispatched to the Mencap shop. My God. It really is the end of an era.
lake for the 200m Skinny Dip and you got arrested for frightening the Muscovy Ducks?”“Yes, but…”“And what about the time we did the Midsummer Madness race and Roger had six pints of Tanglefoot and a cream tea and we had to carry him over the finish line
