Special day, special running shirt, one I rarely take out. (And very special time of year. 8^)...   (read more)

So regular readers will know my friend Jana and I ran the Spartan Race South London Super in August. Here's a recap of race day!...   (read more)

The Special Operations Warrior Foundation provides full college scholarships to every child who has lost a parent serving in the Special Operations Command. Our special operators train like professional athletes, perform like minor Gods, and lay it all on the line every day in defense of freedom and decency. The Spartan Race is for civilians whose lives are too damned cushy and sedentary, and allows maniacs to go out there for a day and crawl through mud and jump over fire and throw spears and get pummelled with pugil sticks. I'm running the Spartan Race South London Super in support of the SOWF....   (read more)

So as of this morning, I am officially registered to do the Spartan Race Super in South London. And today, which was day one of Spartan training, I endeavoured to: DESTROY MY COMFORT ZONES....   (read more)

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Post-Christmas, this is my new very favourite workout/running shirt. The first person to recognise it in the wild is going to get some sort of very special prize....   (read more)

This morning, on a single circuit of Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park, I personally counted 144 snow persons....   (read more)

Complete & total asskicking runs on consecutive days this weekend. Six degrees and brilliantly sunny, monstering around the perimeter of Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park in a muscle shirt and gloves, all powered by the sublime new Kidneythieves album. Power to burn--which, alas, hasn't quite been universal this past however long....   (read more)

Well, since I realised yesterday's post was nothing more than • 34.5% blatant vegetarian agit-prop; and • 65.5% unbridled and horrifying vanity... it's occurred to me to try and atone by posting a couple of personal favourite health and fitness tidbits (which might actually be of use to some of you out there)....   (read more)

One degree centigrade. Iron grey skies. Freezing, blasting wind across Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens. This was officially one of those "You Don't Have To Enjoy It / You Just Have To Fucking Do It" runs....   (read more)

Pandora's Sisters Kindle edition, Rockn' music from Damone, running like a maniac out in the snow, and fun-making military videos - all in today's entertainment-packed dispatch. (Warning!: music auto-start.)...   (read more)

Abbe, and her fiance Evan, and I, are padding around in a small, dark room of the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts. In this one small room are five, count 'em, of the world's starkly limited supply of Faberge eggs....   (read more)

So today was bookmarked as the Day of Irrevocable Actions. (Not a bad numerical date for it at all - as my (quarter-)Irish mum might point out.)...   (read more)

Tried out my new MP3 player today. I can't really recommend this device - a Treo 10 with somewhat limited (and frequently perverse) functionality...   (read more)