Before I could get started, I had to endure a 13 hour train journey to Thurso, where I refused to let my bike leave my sight for the entire duration. I didn’t mind the journey so much; I think I was just daydreaming and listening to music the entire time. It was a sunny day outside, so the experience was quite pleasant. A sign of things to come no doubt.
What happens when a runner tries to do some cycling?
Lands End to John O’Groats (LEJOG) or John O’Groats to Lands End (JOGLE) have long been known as benchmark multi-day rides for endurance cyclists. Whether you take six days over it or six weeks, it’s generally recognised as a pretty decent achievement as it covers the full length of the UK, with mileage ranging anywhere from 874 miles to as many as you like.
This is a preview of John O’Groats to Lands End – With A Bike This Time. Read the full post
It seems so strange planning a return here after the relief of leaving last year. Last year I ran the approximately 1,000 mile route from Lands End to John O’Groats; this year, from Wednesday (27th May) I am now intending to head back down the other way; only this time on a bike.
Macclesfield – Thurso
I want to point out at this early stage, that I am NOT a cyclist. I don’t really know the first thing about cycling; I don’t look like one and I certainly don’t own all the gear.
This is a brilliant event and an excellent alternative to the prestigious London Marathon. I have been in Manchester for this event for the last three years and have run it two out of those three times.
Like London, the Manchester Marathon is quite flat (probably a little bit flatter if push came to shove) and the atmosphere is amazing! People come out to line the streets all through Manchester, Sale, Altringham and everywhere else it passes through.
Have you ever found yourself in one of those really surreal situations that has you thinking: “How did my life take me to this point?”, “What did I do to get myself here?” – Well, I seem have these moments on a regular basis right now; sometimes good, often bad, always kind of funny to assess afterwards.
To give you an example, a few months back in sudden a moment of clarity, I noticed that I was sat eating a sandwidge in a shower cubicle on a campsite in Peterborough.
Although Cheshire does not have any mountains, the hilly terrain has a lot to offer to runners; and in winter this becomes particularly interesting..
This route covers the Middlewood Way; an old railway line now popular with walkers, horse riders and cyclists as well as runners, up as far as Lyme Park on the edge of Cheshire. Today this was deep in snow and finding the trail to run along was tricky enough, let alone the hills on route.
It has been a genuinely unbelievable year for me and my little hobby of running about. I have covered around 3,000 miles just using my feet, raised over £3,500 for various charities and discovered so many gems we have in the UK as places to visit and run through.
North Cornwall coast
The year, like many others before it, started in January. I had about a week to try and lose what I could of the Christmas beer gut and get myself back to fitness before my first event. There were a lot of big races booked ahead of me, and the first one was a 45 mile ultra, second week in January.