Tick -Tock


“Time is free….. but it’s priceless. You can’t own it…… but you can use it. You cant keep it…… but you can spend it”

“Time is the most precious commodity. It is the one thing you cannot get back and you cannot buy it. It is finite.”

“Time lost is never found again.”

“Time is precious………waste it wisely”

So there we have it.  A few obligatory quotes about “time” (cos lets be frank here, it just wouldn’t be a blog from me unless I quoted someone else). But time is precious, to me, to you, and to each and everyone on this planet. It not only is ours to use but also uses us. Time decrees when we wake in the morning, when we eat lunch, when we are working, when we are with our loved ones, when we are relaxing, when we are doing. When we are not doing. We all to some degree or the other find ourselves dancing time’s jig.

I am no more or no less unique in the demands that Mistress Time asks of me. I work, shift work in what at times can be a stressful job. I am a Husband, a Father, and a Grandfather. My wife and I have 6 children between us ranging from 8 years old to 28 years old. We own horses, dogs, and rabbits. I am a Governor at our local village school. Nothing exceptional or unique in any or all of that.

However, I should also mention that  my wife and my eldest daughter both have lifelong chronic illness’. I then have to mix in the fact that my youngest daughter has Autism and a recent secondary diagnosis of PDAS (Pathological Demand Avoidance Sydrome). The impact of these conditions combined with life’s routine and normal time demands leave me in a constant state of “juggling”. Juggling this appointment, that appointment, this hospital visit, that shift, the trip to football, childminding, cutting the grass, cooking dinner, etc, and so on. I now chuck in to the equation……..running. Participation in Ultra’s and the training for them, funnily enough requires a fair bit of running.

Having taken a break from the time demands that getting ready for an Ultra brings, but now being on the brink of returning to those same demands…………I am unsure exactly what my prep for Ham & Lyme in July next year will entail. I can however promise you that it will most probably be as sporadic and haphazard as all of my previous preparations.


“Fac Off”. “No. You Fac Off”


I have been away for a considerable time now. Not that I have been on an extended holiday so have been too busy sunning myself on a beach with a crystal clear blue sea lapping at my feet to update anyone with my inane ramblings. Nor have I “been away” for an extended stay at Her Majesty’s pleasure either and been denied access to t’internetwebbthingy. No. But I have been  entirely absent from this blog for some time now.  However I have also been true to my word and  I have not ran any Ultra’s this year.

So what has been happening? Beyond Brexit and Trump that is (not gonna get sucked into any debate about those two pearls of wisdom here!!). If you are interest to know I suggest that you read on………….

I have continued to run. Shorter distances. But continue to run I have. I made, what I believe to be the correct decision, to take a year off from running Ultra’s. By default then this included the training that is needed to run an Ultra. In fact I think it would be accurate to say that the longest distance I have ran this year is just over  half marathon distance.

But in this time something incredibly enjoyable has happened…….. As I have stated previously I do not belong to any Running Club. I don’t for a solitary moment baulk at those who do. It has just never felt right for me. That’s all.

Saying that however, I have hooked up with a group of runners called Fac Off (Frome And Country Off Road Runners). A group of people who enjoy informal off road running without the strict application of any over zealous Health & Safety regulations. A group of individuals that accept personal responsibility for a twisted ankle, a bruised knee, nettle rash, perhaps even a badger bite , whilst on a group run, be that day or night. And, as if having a mature attitude towards the risks we all face when running wasn’t enough…….there is generally beer and chips involved after a run too!! As a solo runner for the previous 35 years, the discovery of this bunch of like-minded, mud obsessed, hill loving, idiots……..has been unexpectedly refreshing for me.

I will continue to run with this eclectic group of new found running buddies for as long as they will suffer me. But I am returning to the world of non conventional running next year. Ham & Lyme 100k with Albion Running, having deferred my entry this year, is carved in stone for July next year. It’s Albion Running so I know it’s gonna special and it’s gonna be unique 😊