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Wednesday, 29 April 2026

The Blackpool Marathon, 26.04.2026

My 4th time at Blackpool, or 5th if you count Fleetwood (my first ever!) which was basically the same route but with a different start line. I love it just as much as ever! 

Run V reality report: I had another tough/ disappointed in myself run, just like a couple of weeks ago. But despite that, I was determined to enjoy it, and I did. And the main goal of the weekend was to have a nice time away with Andrew and catching up with my parents, so mission definitely accomplished!

Highlights and lowlights report: 

- Watching the Big One loop the loop high above, reminded me that as sick as I was feeling, at least it wasn't as bad as it would be being rattled around and plunged 200 feet from above!

- The Blackpool (un)Illuminations : whilst it is true they look less magical switched off and in broad day light, they still have a certain industrial charm. Plus they are good mile markers (Sooty, Sweep, Soo, giant disco ball, Jesus.....)

- The Crowds: brilliant fun as ever they are in Blackpool!

Body report: feeling really fed up of the migaines and nausea that I keep getting on marathons lately. But I think I'm one step closer to figuring out what's going wrong, so hopefully I'll crack that soon, and stop repeating what feels like a very long and unpleasant experiment. Everyday is a school day, as they say! Also lost another toenail, so have only got 5 left now.

Weather report: SUNNY!!! I was woefully unprepared for this, coming out of spending a winter essentially in a freezer, but it felt so good to feel too hot! 

Chat report: great to see Karl and Bushy at the start and have a good long chat with Pauline at the end. 

Coffee report: luxury Starbucks (plus luxury loo!) with Andrew for our pre (and post!) race coffee!

Friday, 17 April 2026

March/ April long runs

I’ve been quiet lately because, quite frankly, running and I are locked in a bit of a conflict. I spent the winter being a "disciplined athlete" and trying hard all through the dark months, only for what feels like the universe to flip me the metaphorical middle finger every time I try to covert that into some sort of performance. It’s not inspiring, it’s annoying, and who wants to read about that?

​So, here is the record of my recent long miles, for the sake of the archives, before I park this winter right here, and move on to better things.

Phoenix Fridays (Run For A Tenner) | 29.5 miles | 06.03.2026

A long run by the river in London. Mostly an excuse to catch up with pals, and pretend that running 30 miles is a normal social hobby. It is, right?


Moray Marathon | 26.2 miles of Pain and Regret | 05.04.2026

I was hoping my winter graft would pay off; what I got was Storm Dave and an undulating course that broke my spirit (and my quads, and my stomach and my feet, etc etc) by Mile 8. I spent the next 18 miles grinding it out, questioning everything, and losing four toenails. There's no sugar coating it, I tried my hardest and didn't get what I wanted. That’s just where I am right now.

Affric Kintail Way | 41 miles | 11.04.2026

The palate cleanser. A long, hilly, steady day out with Andrew where the only thing that mattered was finishing. No chasing times, no pressure, just being out in nature and forgetting about everything. We finished off the final miles singing the Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat soundtrack in the pitch black, with special guest Chil Pollins the giant tree frog (a story for another time), which must have given the person wild camping by the trail a bit of a shock (especially with my singing).




So here I am, doing my thing, losing my toenails, and signing musicals in the woods in the dark. Onwards on upwards*! 

*hopefully not too much up!