Orla the dog

I had only been going for an hour and already I was tired. The previous day, day 8 of my adventure , had been tricky - the weather had closed in and I had got lost on top of the mountain. I finally found my way to the bottom after night was falling, covered in scratches, cold and wet and I had had the evening

Orla the dog 2016-11-28T08:24:55+00:00

Blood, sweat and tears

Blood, sweat and tears - a day in the life of an Endurance Runner I woke just after 5.00am - no alarm needed, my aches and pains providing the necessary wake up call. A quick shower and with teeth brushed I was ready for the next onerous task of the day - trying to find some clean running gear or perhaps I should say the

Blood, sweat and tears 2016-11-28T08:24:20+00:00

Moving Mountains

In the summer of 2016, just after my sixtieth birthday and inspired by one of my heroes, Catalan ultra runner Kilian Jornet, I decided to embark on an odyssey to the Spanish Pyrenees. I resolved to run the length of the Pyrenees from Cap Higuer on the Atlantic coast to Cap de Creus on the Mediterranean Sea. The run would cover a distance of 500 miles

Moving Mountains 2016-11-28T08:26:45+00:00