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The Wanganui Three Bridges marathon, half, 10 and 5km runs – 11 December 2010

Me, flying over Dublin Street Bridge!
Registration at the Union Boat Club.
A quick bum stretch, just incase :).
5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1 – Go!
The field of 10km runners lining up.
urn around point for the 10km runners.
Watering station.
Gerry, nearing the end of the park. The guy in front was doing the 42km.
Gerry at the on-ramp of the Cobham Bridge.
Happy chappies at the finish! After a glass of rehydrate, courtesy of the organisers.

I don’t like the wind. In fact, I want to go so far as to say that I hate the wind. And hate is a very strong word … My granny always used to love the wind. Her theory was that it blows away all the bad stuff and you end up with good clean air. I beg to differ. We once stayed in a small town where the wind could blow an elephant off its feet. And each time after such a, what felt like a tornado, our yard would be littered with flyers, pamphlets, newspaper pages and even crisps and chocolate wrappers from around the neighbourhood (and the air wasn’t cleaner either, but that’s another story altogether). Maybe we just stayed in a collecting corner? Continue reading →

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The Kahuterawa Two Day Classic race – 27 November 2010

Palmy in the distance
The Dransfield Woolshed
Registration
Shortly before the start
Halfway up the 200m climb at the start of the race
Halfway point with me in the last position!
Back at the start

The Kahuterawa Two Day Classic race (27 and 28 November), organised by the Manawatu Striders, is a marathon broken into three stages over two days. Stage one is 7km long and started at nine in the morning. The 15.42km second stage started at one in the afternoon of the same day, and only the following morning at nine, saw the kick-off of the last leg of 21.57km. 42.2km in total. It’s a great way to get a feel for covering the distance of a marathon, while being broken down into manageable stages. In our unfit state, we sadly only managed the first short stage of 7km. Continue reading →

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Starting over?

As a South African living in New Zealand and running my own company, I have my fair share of instability and lack of routine. The result often being, lack of commitment towards my love for running, with a number of other excuses.

Jogging next to the Manawatu River

Beginners advice

Do you see yourself as a runner, but then every so often get sidelined by something and end up not running for extended periods? And how agonizing is the battle to getting back on the road after such a long lay-off? Continue reading →