This was meant to be a book but I cut it short

What follows is the start of a book i began to write, however for various reasons i never got round to making it long enough to warrant calling it a book.  I did it for a similar reason to my first book, to get things out of my head and down in writing so i… Continue reading This was meant to be a book but I cut it short

Month 3 – Shooting for the moon

It’s now been 3 months since i left my job, despite the weather being rubbish and the days being short, the time has gone incredibly quickly. As i mentioned in previous posts i swept my life clean of waste and distractions, i released my worrying thoughts and condemned them to the past, and accepted that… Continue reading Month 3 – Shooting for the moon

My first weeks in my new life

It’s no secret that over the last 18-24 months i’ve been restless, inspired by people that have far less than me and uninspired that have more than me. I longed for the simple life i had 15+ years ago, when i appreciated the small things more, wasn’t as greedy and unsatisfied as i am now.… Continue reading My first weeks in my new life

The part time husband, long term marriage story

A few years ago my life was so busy, I was travelling a lot all over Europe, arriving home on a Friday night, Sally would do my washing on Saturday, and then pack again (and sometimes leave again) on a Sunday. It got to a point where I was away from home for almost a… Continue reading The part time husband, long term marriage story

The Mourne Mountains Skyline and the tale of the imaginary tow rope

Since taking up entering running races a few years ago January has been my month of searching the internet, randomly picking races to enter, seduced by the words “toughest in the UK” or “one of the top races in the country”.  As I’ve got a bit more experienced I’ve reduced my search criteria, for example… Continue reading The Mourne Mountains Skyline and the tale of the imaginary tow rope

Peak District Skyrace: Possibly the best race yet !

Way back in January, while feeling sorry for myself after injuring my leg and not being able to move off the lounge floor, I started getting down, almost depressed.  I tried to motivate myself by buying god knows how many trainers and running gear, then also started entering races in the hope that one day… Continue reading Peak District Skyrace: Possibly the best race yet !