Tag: running
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Centurion 50 Grand Slam
The Hook My first introduction to ultra marathons took place in the spring of 2015. I was riding my mountain bike over the Surrey Hills, when I encountered a Centurion Running event. I researched the event, which turned out to be North Downs Way 50. I made a snap decision to enter the race for…
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Running to Recover – My route out of depression
FORWARD I was asked to write this account of my “recovery” by the team at NHS COAST, to record my road back to good health, so it can be shared with others who are failing to see the “light at the end of the tunnel” in their struggles with mental health issues. THE FALL The fall…
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The Downs Double PART II CENTURION NDW50
So Part I of the “Downs Double” was complete with the SDW50 medal hanging proudly on the wall. The legs were feeling fine. The hue of my blistered toes was changing from purple to black. With NDW50 in just 5 weeks time, I had to answer the simple question, which would be the winner in the great North vs South “Downs 50” debate. The…
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The Downs Double PART I CENTURION SDW50
Following our experiences on the North Downs Way 50 in 2016 we were keen for more – See our 2016 NDW50 Report. Jamie, Richard and I had all agreed on trying the South Downs Way 50 as our next ultra event. I was interested in all the comparisons being bandied around between NDW vs SDW on the Centurion FB page. It was like the great…
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NDW50 First Ultrarunning 50 Mile Experience – PART II
So the training was done, the hip flexor hurt and blisters stung. A pair of Salomon Speed Cross 3 were on e-bay (listed as “NEW“!). I had a bulk box of Clif Blok shots and High-5 Isotonic gels, along with salted peanuts, energy bars, salt tabs, Rennie antacids, flapjacks, chocolate bars …ok you get the picture, I wasn’t going to…
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NDW50 First Ultrarunning 50 Mile Experience – PART I
The sun was out, and it was an unseasonably warm day in May 2015 as I went for a spin on the mountain bike, up to Chaldon and over to the Caterham viewpoint. I sat on one of the benches and nibbled on an old Clif bar I found in my backpack. It tasted a lot better than the stale…
Four Go Mad Adventures 