Podium 5km
Sorry for any disruptions to russellrunner blog you may have found. I am trying to breathe some new life into it, but it is taking longer than I thought! It […]
I run, so you dont have to
Sorry for any disruptions to russellrunner blog you may have found. I am trying to breathe some new life into it, but it is taking longer than I thought! It […]
Going about my business these past few weeks, I have been receiving random congratulations from people who saw me win Snowdonia Marathon on telly. Each time I grow an inch. My favourite 2 occasions here…
I have struggled my whole adult life with what it means to be a man. I get so confused about my role. I want to be strong and protective over my wife and family, but I would never consider myself a chauvinist. I cannot hunt and fight the way men did for a hundred thousand years, yet I still get testosterone fueled urges to do similar stuff. I have stupid notions about how crying, or expressing emotion, is ‘unmanly’ and frowned upon. Yet I want to be caring and empathetic and emotionally engaged with my family and friends.
We climb Tryfan on Thursday morning. There is no sun. Yesterday was sunny, tomorrow will be sunny, but today is wet, cold and windy. After 30 minutes of non-stop protesting, they both realise I am not listening, and they do not complain again. Tryfan is mine and Nina’s favourite mountain, it cannot be walked up. You have to scramble and climb. The rocks are wet, both Theo and Isaac get cold hands, but they don’t complain. The way down is even more difficult, jarring and slippery. They just get on with it. I don’t have to teach a single thing. The mountain explains it all.
After a pretty hectic 5 weeks of racing, which included; Berlin Marathon, Abersoch Half Marathon, National Road Relays, Chester Marathon and Manchester Half Marathon, I now have a few weeks […]
My foot is killing me Monday morning, and I am exhausted after massive weekend of racing. Walter Payton has been my hero since I was a little kid. I need to channel some of his positive mental attitude if I am going to have any hope of racing the Manchester Half this weekend…