Jumping in at the deep end…

So I have often been called crazy in relation to my running habits…not in the sense that I am doing it in the first place, but because I often sign up to 10 ks and half marathons with little to no training under my belt. Sure, I’ll do a solitary run a couple of days…

The Hungover Santa Race

Let me set the scene. It is 8:20 on a Saturday morning and my alarm is going off. This is already a bad start to the day. I am disorientated. What is happening? Whyyyyy?!

My First Half Marathon

The day had finally arrived…the day where I questioned my sanity. 21 kilometres…on a sunday morning? Had I finally taken it too far, I asked myself as I shuffled onto the metro. Yes that’s right, I was choosing to do a run which wasn’t even walking distance from my flat.