Running in a Blast Chiller

I was woken by the chill of frozen cat paws padding across my cheek. She was presumably trying to tell me that I’d forgotten to set my alarm and it …

A Pit Stop in Mitcham

Having spent the morning on the allotment, swinging mattocks into rock solid clay I was a bit limp lettuce and couldn’t muster much energy for a run. Still, Juneathon must …

Fear and Gloaming in Mitcham

I’ve articulated my fear of running on Mitcham Common on a number of occasions (try here and here). You’d think I’d know better than to attempt a twilight run with …

Juneathon 4/30 – Playtime

I’ve been looking for an excuse to play with my frisbee for months, so this evening I thought I could mix kids play with speed play and try a bit …