I woke up at 4am this morning, mostly because the dog was whining (vet life). But also because I start my week of nightshifts again on Wednesday. I tend not to talk much about my life as a vet, maybe because people often assume I must always love it, and so it feels like it… Read More Running to a Happier Place
A fell race – in the dark – marked by glow-sticks – ending with a pie. You’d be mad not to, right? Or if you’re a normal person, you’d be mad to! I’m not a normal person, but unfortunately for my boyfriend he is. More unfortunately for him he loves me and so his fear… Read More Hathersage Night Fell Race
Last week I did something a bit mental. Having never run off-road before I entered for a 16 mile fell race. In the half-hour following this moment of madness, my google search history looked something like this: “what is a fell” (mountain with grass on), and after opening up the directions of the route which… Read More My First Fell Run
