11/10/2026
I'll be honest, I can't wait for October to be over.
Not because I'm fed up with running. Quite the opposite.
It's because of all the events.
In the last three days I've done a tempo interval session, Run Row Regret with Barking Mad Events, and today I've finished the Chester Metric Marathon.
And I've genuinely enjoyed every bit of it.
But here's the thing.
As much as I love these events, they completely throw my normal training routine out of the window.
And it's that routine I need.
The early mornings. Getting out of bed when I don't particularly fancy it. The daily grind. The consistency of doing something for myself.
That's what keeps my head above water.
Now I've got a couple of days where I realistically need to let my body recover before I can get back to running. And as much as I know that's necessary, I find that harder than some of the events themselves.
People often tell me I'm mad for the things I do.
Maybe I am.
But this is what makes me, me.
And believe me, it's a damn sight better than some of the stupid things I used to get up to at weekends.
I'm not chasing medals every weekend. I'm not trying to prove anything to anyone.
I just know how much better life is when I've got something that gives me a bit of purpose, a routine and a reason to get up in the morning.
I love the big events.
But I think I love the ordinary training days even more.
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