Category Archives: Ashford

Still doing stuff

Honest, I’m still alive!
An absence of ability to upload stats to Running Free has lead to me just doing stuff on my own, enjoying it and getting on with things, really.
I finished last year with an detached run distance of just over 6 miles which, combined with only 3 runs being over 7 miles and no runs after April of under 6 miles means, yep, I just about ran a while year of 6 mile jogs.
This year I’ve already mixed it up more with a couple of hilly interval repeats, a 7 miles outing and some shorter distance cross-country jogs, which I’m enjoying.
Also finished the year and am carrying on with some more upper body strength work, plus some bmx and mountain-bike fun.
So yes, active, just not involved!
But enjoying things.

A Sunday jog

I’ve things to do tomorrow evening, so forced myself to stop enjoying the garden for an hour and dusted these off:

I plodded off along the Greensand Way with the thought I’d enjoy seeing the fields and countryside before the 5,750 houses are built.
It’s truly criminal that, in 20 years, none of the run I did will exist.
7 miles of enjoyment with a little tint of sadness for the future.

A tired jog.

Trying to pack everything in to today that I want still hasn’t quite happened.
I’ve shopped, done some work on my kitchen worktops (3 out of 4 are done now though) and relaxed and run. Wanted to cut shortcut that’s for tomorrow now. Might get out for a unicycle play in a moment (just acquired one, can’t ride yet!) or might leave it for tomorrow.
The run was a diverted route to buy some lemon and lime drink. A 3.5 mile outing which I diverted into 5.6 and instantly wished I’d lengthened to 6 after I’d stopped, as you do.
But a tight chest and tired eyes tell me to be satisfied.
Hopefully tomorrow will be more fun.
With no visits to the hospital.

Janathon jog

Yesterday had me all excited at the prospect of a little jog around Gill Lane, my favourite local road. I’ve no idea why it’s a favorite but hey, it works for me!
Today still held the attraction and to confound my sore hips I headed straight towards it hoping to log a 6 mile outing before pain increases to prevent me.
So I did.
And it was all good.
Just under 8 minute miles, a lovely loop of lanes and until 4 miles, very little pain.
I’ve stretched since, cycled to the shop for some dinner and feel surprisingly fresh.
Plans see a cycle for tomorrow to preserve my weary body as far as I can.
Roll on spring!

Heavy foot

Yes, just the one.
Went for a jog up the Greensand Way towards Singleton late this afternoon and got caught in a shower.
Right at the highest point, right where I turn around on a short jog, it started hammering down.
And after plodding through the now yet corn, the soaking grass past the horses which were again scared by my passing, I came to the long corn field and upon the oddest run yet.
The rain was accompanied by wind which made half the track wet (it’s a well maintained route through the harvest this time of year) and kept half dry. Which made my left shoe stay clean but the right gained weight with every stride until I attained quite a lop-sided gait. Incredibly odd, I’ve never quite had such a similar wobble.
Which made the next field which was long very wet grass oddly welcoming to clean the mud off.
And so I got home and up to 99.5 miles (105 in the daily month, I ran 6 on the last day of May)
One more run to go and June is done.
78, 56, 30.

A flourish to finish?

The month has had ups and downs, for sure. The weather has suited me quite well compared to previous years, my energy levels occasionally less so.
But it’s nice to report that, having uploaded to Running Free for the first time since the 11th, I’m now on 95 point something running miles with 2 outings to go. That’ll see me nicely past 100, then, even if Spencer does bring his kit in on Monday and we only go 2 miles – he’s not a runner, to be fair, but company is always good and he does try.
A quick 5 miles on the bike into town today added to a short 10 mile mountainbike loop on Thursday, so even my biking isn’t abysmal.
Roll on July and shorter mileage but speedwork instead ready for the holiday in August.
79, 56, 31

Tired at last

An early start upset me, a good day cheered me, a decent ride on the motorbike encouraged me and I decided I’d run until 6 whenever I set off.
Which turned out to be 5.20, so 5 off-road miles ensued which were less fizz and more slog.
Sadly pretty, the views aren’t to last-the last date for planning appeal against the 5750 (yes, best part of six thousand! Plus schools and shops) houses planned for the fields was yesterday. But the infrastructure has been in for 20 odd years so it’s a bit of a sham, really.
Guess I’ll soon have to head SouthEast instead of West on my runs to avoid the blight.
85, 57, 33

Same as last week

Which isn’t to say not enjoyable.
Time being precious as it is, I’ve more to do than run myself into the ground, enjoyable as that is in itself. But it won’t make the house tidy, the greenhouse productive nor the windows finished.
So yesterday was a late (gone 6pm) jog around the block (4.7 miles), today an extended cycle to buy bits for dinner and a new work phone. Finished by throwing the weights around the conservatory.
No drama boy of the activities but hopefully a more rounded routine than just running.
Certainly more enjoyable.
91, 57, 33


Somehow, leaving work late spiralled into eating late, leading to a late run.
Which, refusing as I do to jog after 9pm, made me limit the outing to 20 minutes, returning me home at spot on 9, but after a pathetic 2.6 miles, such has my race dropped with the heavy chest I’m carrying.
Ah, well. Maybe it’ll clear come July.
98, 59, 37.

Ailing a little

Generally feeling below par doesn’t happen that often but these part few weeks have brought on frequent bouts.
And today, tiredness and the feeling of a bit of a cold and a little sore throat has had me feeling a bit bleurgh, to be honest.
But needing milk and bananas, I came home and plodded the long way to Tesco.
And felt awful.
Still forced out a few press-ups though and several sit-ups, so all is not lost.
But any exercise is a good thing, I guess.
99, 59, 37.