So where did it all begin?
Why do I run now and what started me on to a lifetime of running?
It all began at school and from an early age I realised I did not really fit in and I suppose other kids noticed this. This led to me being bullied on a fairly regular basis up to high school when by some strange occurrence I was befriended by one of the toughest kids in the school.To this day I'm not sure why he befriended me, but it made high school a lot easier.
I found that bullies are bigger and not always that fit. I found out I could run reasonably fast and far. Therefore when trouble was going to strike, I decided to make a dash for it.
I found I enjoyed running even if it was to escape something in life. After school I joined Boys Brigade kind of like Scouts and so I ended up running outside of school time.
It started as sprinting and track work, then I ended up doing cross country and even some assault causes during my stint with the army. I kept my running up through adulthood, but it was not until my thirties that I decided to tackle my first marathon.
I found the training and the long runs were a great escape from adult life like running was as a kid. I suppose escape may not be the right word, but I find running clears the stress, takes the edge of the day; it's like my version of meditation.
So in my thirties I did three marathons and a whole host of other races and really enjoyed it. I joined a couple of athletic clubs and even ran a steeplechase race (never again). It was great to race and push myself and have a goal.
Turning now to the current date I will have turned 40 a couple of months before my first 50 mile race. I am having, for want of a better word, a renaissance as I head towards my forties. I have embraced trail running and I'm loving running all over again and pushing myself even further.