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Briefly, our elder daughter Becci was diagnosed with MS sometime in October '09 and, in a wild, ill conceived gesture, I decided to run my first marathon in London 2010 to raise much needed funds for the Multiple Sclerosis Resource Centre; I think it's a great organisation that really devotes all its donations to the cause.  So please dig deep and donate now.  Rebecca and I really appreciate your very kind gifts!

30.11.09  I've been told that writing a Blog is de rigeur and will encourage all my many readers to donate even more generously than they were previously intending.  This marathon business is making me re-examine all my prejudices and pre-conceptions; I simply do not do Blogs, I am averse to social networking and positively hate Big Brother, X Factor and all those other 'Reality' horror shows.   This could be the making of me!

Well, I've been in training for about 6 weeks now.  I started in Earnest ('though he wasn't too happy about it) at the end of September although my early training stint was interruped by a 3 week vacation in San Francisco; I was hoping to include here a selection of incredibly interesting photos of me running over the Golden Gate Bridge, pacing a cable car, sprinting around Alcatraz - all those things that would-be marathon runners do when they're in SF.  However, 'er indoors (Annette) is gifted in so many ways but photography, regrettably, is not one of them.  Hence, the 1 picture gallery that I include here is, admittedly, a little lacking in quality but I think you will agree that is more than compensated for by an admirable display of enthusiasm and effort. 

Our next trip will be an even more exotic location - Morecambe, the 'Jewel of the North West.'   I think Morecambe's potential for cinematic appeal is considerably greater than San Francisco's and I am confident that I will have some great shots of the promenade and the power station (at Heysham) to wow you all.  We'll be spending 3 days there so keep an eye open for these around the 7th December....... patience please!

 

7.12.09   ....Thanks for waiting.  Well, we had a wonderful trip and much maligned Morecambe, so often the butt of second rate comedians, did not let us down.  The weather was ok'ish and in between showers I managed a couple of decent runs along the prom, which now extends about 5 miles from one end t' t'uther (Trans. "from one end to the other" - Ed.).  The view across the bay, especially when the sun is out, is sensational and the huge investment made over recent years has certainly proved money well spent.  In addition, the re-opening of the iconic, art deco Midland Hotel has breathed fresh life into the old town; however, i still wonder how it can succeed as a 21st century holiday destination.  By the way, am I the only member of my generation who does not find Eric Morecambe - the town's most famous son - in the least bit amusing? (Stunned silence.....). There, I've said it!

Well, the training is progressing quite nicely although I do not really fit the runner stereotype.  I don't like ice, rain, wind and snow and when the thermometer starts to drop I am to be seen within the warmth of the gym striding boldly along on the treadmill watching football, cricket, rugby or tennis on the telly.  A fair-weather athlete and proud of it!  What has been truly thrilling over the last few days is to see the donations hitting the mat.  What a feeling that is and thanks to each and everyone of you.  A quick mention to Mark, John & Gina, Beverly & David and Maureen & Fred who have all made offline donations recently but do not get a mention on the webpage.  Thanks.

My next report from the frontline will be in a few days time.  With Christmas fast approaching I'm having to severely restrict my hours in front of the laptop but do not despair....I'll be back very soon!

 

14.12.09  Training over Christmas - No Compromise!  The Christmas period presents great challenges to the aspiring athlete and I have decided to face these challenges head on.  I am not going to wilt or submit weakly to external temptations demanding that I play the role of Marathon Martyr - Oh no, not me, I'm stronger than that!  I will be gorging myself with all the Yuletide goodies as I have done every previous year.  Yes, it's business as usual.  It would be far too easy to make superficial gestures of abstinence baring my soul on the altar of self-sacrifice, but cheap and transparent "gimmicks" have never been my style and, dare I say it, never will be. 

Meanwhile, training continues apace and yesterday I "treated" myself to a run al fresco.  I was in danger of forgetting the joys of outdoor jogging but, although it was a reasonably pleasant morning, am still convinced that it doesn't beat the real thing - on the treadmill, in the warmth of the gym watching telly! Lovely jubbly!

I am delighted, nay ecstatic, to see the donations growing and am fast approaching that point when I can say a big "thank you" to all contributors, too numerous too mention.  On consideration, that may be a wee bit premature but it doesn't half sound good.  Anyway, that's all for today - off to Esporta for a game of tennis and a little session on the treadmill whilst watching Liverpool play Arsenal - can't do that outdoors! 

20.12.09  Despite the sub-zero temperatures and the covering of ice and freshly fallen snow, the call of the wild was just too strong to resist this morning.  A cloudless sky and a lack of wind combined to create almost perfect conditions.  I set off along the Blackwater valley at 9am and, for once, the cows were so engrossed in their morning nosh that they paid me scant attention.  Swans had gathered on the lake seeking patches of melted water amongst the ice floes and the scene of rural perfection was such that I had covered a couple of hours before I had scarcely noticed.  As readers of this column will be aware, I generally forsake the dubious pleasures of outdoor winter running but today was irresistible.  I even managed to snap a few snowscapes with my trusty Brownie!

Talking of "Brownies" below is a link to a great Christmas song by the world's most under-rated singer, Jackson Browne - it certainly beats Slade, Wizard or Wham but, there again, that doesn't take much does it?  You may have to copy and paste but hopefully you will findf the effort well worth it!

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCsLtsn_Z70

Happy Christmas to you all 'though I hope to be in touch before the 25th.

26.12.09 (Boxing Day)  Well, as you will see I did not quite manage to update the Blog an Christmas day but Boxing Day is not bad, right?  Becci came to stay with us along with her pals from Bristol, Ken and Ruth Hames.  Ken is a bit of a fitness freak and kept me honest on the big day by dragging me around Hawley woods, his old Army stomping ground, for a snappy 1 hour's jog.  Ken carries a few more kilos than me and he found the ice and snow a little more difficult to gain any traction - a bit like a BMW against a mini.  Anyway, the early jog made me sufficiently smug and I attacked the yuletide fare with my customary vigour - not a pretty sight!  The missus produced another culinary triumph and we all (predictably) fell asleep in front of the telly.  Great training for a marathon I must say.  I've got exactly 4 months to recover and I'll need every second.

Boxing Day promises to be a bit of a repeat performance with our Ruthie joining us from London along with Sean.  Without the watchful eye of Ken acting as my conscience, I am sneaking in a day off from this running lark.  Before I sign off today, a big thank you to Jane Chase-Gardener and Chris Rattray, our 2 latest donors.  Finally, I am thrilled to report that this Blog is attracting "massive" (don't get carried away -Ed.) attention from the USA - and there was me thinking that the Yanks had no taste.  I know of at least 2 readers from the States and that figure could now be as high as 3 or 4 as I write.  Maybe I could become the male Susan Boyle........; with that exciting thought fermenting in my imagination I will take my leave of you, for now.  In the words of the legendary British comedian, Jimmy Wheeler, "That's yer lot!"  Back in the day, the entire audience would now be in helpless convulsions of hysterical laughter and in the cold light of day, one must ask oneself, "Why?"  I will depart you with that little teaser.  

1.1.2010  Happy New Year one and all!  We saw out the old and saw in the new in fine style; good company, fine wine and excellent food were the order of the evening but a late-ish finish around 4am meant that my planned New Year's day jog ("You surely were not serious?" - Ed.) was simply not going to happen.  My next outing will be Saturday 2nd and, in theory, there should not be too many more breaks between now and April 25th.  Also, rather than make some impossible resolution I have decided to avoid alcohol until the 14th January.  To many of you that may seem to be a rather modest aspiration and you may well be correct; however, for those of us who like a daily wine or two it is quite a challenge and if I can manage it I will be most impressed with myself.

Before I go, let me thank the Moseleys (Sheila, Derek and Howard) for their recent off-line donation and indeed a big "Thank you" to all who have supported me thus far.  I can honestly say that this is quite an enjoyable chore - no more than that - but the true satisfaction comes from the wonderful messages and positive reaction from all friends and family. 

8.1.2010  It's so boringly British to write about the weather but what else can I do?  We've been snowed in for a couple of days (meaning we couldn't drive the car out) and spent 5 hours on Thursday clearing a pathway through more than one foot (30.48cms for foreigners) of deep snow (see photo).  Granted, if you are one of my many readers from Yellowknife, Vladivostock or even Oslo that will appear to be a spectacularly insignificant statistic; but for Heaven's sake this is Camberley in Surrey!  We have been confronted with a 'once in a lifetime' weather "event" (nice use of contemporary  met' jargon - Ed), and in the absence of any training for 48 hours I have to find some subject matter for this Blog. 

I am astonished to be able to report that the NY resolution mentioned last week still remains intact.  That's 8 days of abstinence - just think, another week and I get a telegram from the Queen.  Another milestone was reached last Sunday - my first half marathon jog along the (still) snow covered Blackwater valley.  It wasn't very fast, I must admit, but a few passers-by commented on my 'easy-on-the eye' style; this was, in part, a tribute to the lycra tights that Annette bought me for Christmas.  I confess that, thus far, I have not found it difficult to resist the lure of lycra but in sub-zero temperatures the choice of freezing or looking a total prat was not a difficult one.  In the event, I think the "total" part could be omitted but I still wince with embarassment when I look at those tights.  Just another sacrifice we marathon runners must make. 

With yet more of the white stuff predicted for this week-end, it does appear that my outdoor appearances will be severely restricted which means the black lycra can remain safely under wraps.  With that thought in mind, I will be sleeping a lot easier in the coming nights.  Take care!

17.01.10  The really big news is that I completed the NY resolution!  Fourteen days during which not a single drop of alcohol passed my lips or, indeed, any other part of my anatomy.  Am I the only person in my circle of friends and aquaintances who regards this as nothing short of phenomenal?  Anyway, I believe that insufficient credit has come my way in this matter!  

As the snow slowly melts I really should be doing more outside running but I love the warmth of the gym, watching England get trounced in the cricket or cringing at the sheer banality of "Celebrity Cash in the Attic."  None of these pleasures can be readily adapted to the rigours of outdoor jogging but I guess that, at some not-too-distant point in the future, I will have to make the sacrifice.  Notwithstanding, I did my longest run to date this morning (treadmill assisted) - 23.7 kilometres no less.  In navigation circles this would be referred to as 'unchartered waters' but, so far, my only real concern is a twitchy knee, the result of a spectacular fall suffered on my first skiing holiday back in 1991.  And mention of that particular mishap poses another teaser.  Dare I risk a few days on the piste this winter?   I will mull that one over in the weeks to come but I think the wise option is to resist the call of the mountains, so close as we will be to April 25th.  This means, of course, that the sight of me gliding effortlessly down the black runs and moguls will be sadly absent from the slopes this season.  The resort operators are not going to like this one bit but, hey, there's always next year.

22.01.2010  One really pleasing aspect of this adventure is that I have re-connected with a lot of former friends and colleagues from past overseas jobs.  I am in contact with old workmates from Austria, Australia, Moscow, Greece, Poland and Estonia to name but a few.  Even more heart-warming are the very kind donations and messages of support - of course, it all adds to the pressure and that tired old cliche, "Failure is not an option" raises its ugly head.

I'm planning a couple of outdoor runs this week-end, weather permitting; it could well be time to risk the lycra once more as the temperature is still hovering dangerously close to zero.  If the mothballs are removed from the tights (mustn't forget to do that - ouch!) and, indeed, I am forced to wear these hideous garments, many of my readers have actually asked for a photo shot of me "lycra-ed up," as it were.  Well, as you know I try not to disappoint my public so, subject to final editorial decision, that much awaited exclusive may well be adorning the next page of my blog.  I know, you can' wait but please, a little patience......see you soon! 

PS.  A really big 'Thank you' to Rob and Sue from Moscow for their incredibly generous donation.

24.01.2010    I completed a very enjoyable 2 hour run this morning, gliding effortlessly through Hawley woods, my Lycra adorned torso attracting many admiring glances from sundry dog walkers and Sunday strollers.  And, as promised in my last missive and in response to overwhelming reader demands, I have attached an "in action" shot of my 'warming-down' routine which, I believe, satisfactorily displays the sartorial qualities of Black Lycra.  Credit for the very high quality of the 'snap' should really go to Annette;  I can assure all readers that she was hard-pressed to resist your black-clad hero, but she managed it nonetheless.  Her self-discipline can only be envied.

An interesting week lies ahead as the annual International Gaming Show takes place at Earls Court on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday.  I shall be touching base with friends and ex-workmates and maybe a few shots will be displayed on these pages.  Keep Reading! 

1.02.2010   Last week was conspicuous by its lack of running and its surfeit of eating and drinking, a trend that I must not allow to continue.  However, I re-aquainted myself with many of the old casino crowd and that, in itself, was worth the effort of travelling up to London.  I must say a big thank-you to Darren (who donated off-line and therefore does not appear on the front page) back there in wintry old Moscow; thanks, mate, your generosity is staggering.  I may have to let you win when we next play tennis.  Generous to a fault, that's me!

So, tomorrow it's back to the grindstone.  However, another snow fall today is a salutary reminder that winter still has us in its grip; that means it's treadmill time as I simply dare not chance an ungracious fall in the snow and ice, which could possibly result in soiled Lycra - a risk I am simply not prepared to take.   Hopefully, when you read my next instalment there will be more about training than social chit-chat. 

9.02.2010  The lull in activity reported above, alas, carried over into last week but, happily, I am now rectifying that situation.  A couple of sizeable jogs in the last 2 days have me, if not entirely back on track, very close to it indeed.  Do I hear a collective sigh of relief from my legions of readers around the globe?  Talking of which, my North American fan-base has doubled in the last week and now numbers around the four mark, possibly even more.  These are impressive stats by any standard and, by my reckoning, this Blog is one of the most highly read amongst marathon fund-raisers in the entire village of Hawley, where I reside. (Ed. - that's some claim, can we verify it?).  

This week-end I am planning "the big one."  It will definitely be an outdoor effort and the plan - at least as I am writing - is to complete my first 3 hour stint.  If you want to know what I look like after a 3 hour jog along the Blackwater valley I'll include a snap in the next Blog.  Having broadcast my week-end's itinerary so early, I realise I run the risk of large crowds gathering along the route (just to catch a glimpse) but I may as well get accustomed to the adulation as I will have to deal with similar hysteria on the Big Day.  It's the price we marathon runners have to pay but, hey, I'm not complaining - it's not my style.  See you soon.......PS.  Big thanks to Anne and Crispin for their very generous donation.

15.02.2010  Well, I've only got myself to blame.  Saturday's 3 hour effort was entirely successful but somewhat spoilt by the huge crowds that turned out to watch me.  Immediately I went to press last week with the details of my impending "three-quarter marathon," I feared this type of public reaction - understandable, yes, but a distraction an athlete in training can well do without.  I had to fight my way up the drive and, as the picture clearly shows (Peter Woods, please take note!), I only just made it.  From now on it has to be a case of "Mum's the word" and public be damned!

I was truly grateful to the Australian section of my readership with their wonderful donation but felt it was slightly marred by the somewhat "unnecessary" cynicism that accompanied it.  It seems that the UK's relentless pursuit of sporting success is beginning to irk our Antipodean cousins yet I did not begrudge that Nation's 8th place in the synchronised swimming Free Routine event at last year's Beijing Olympics.  In fact, I was fullsome in my praise of what was a fine achievement.  Would that they could only display similar largesse.

Finally, another success to boast about.  Readership has now reached (at least) three continents so it really is a case of "onwards and upwards."   This week's activities will be less strenuous, as last Saturday's extended jog took a fearsome toll on the old knees; however,  I'll still be around to amuse you all with my customary wit sprinkled with a potent dash of controversy and humility.  Have a great week!    

22.02.10  There's been (predictably?) huge world-wide reaction to last week's photo shots and, in all honesty, that is so gratifying as my only motivation is to "spread the word."  Personal glory and public adulation (as understandable and perhaps inevitible as both are) have never been factors in the process and whilst a degree of global admiration is pleasing, that is positively not the reason why I continue to "push the envelope."  It is important for me to take time out to stress this point so that my public is in no doubt as to where I stand in this matter.  Now let's get back to the real issues........ 

The longer term impact of my historic three-quarter marathon (already being prematurely referred to by some pundits as "Taylor's Triumph!") was more clearly defined last week.  Training took on a 'lighter' hue and, on some days, even gave way to spells of decorating; neutrals gasp incredulously at the way I have been able to successfully "multi-task" during the last few months but those who know me better - I suspect - find nothing surprising in this development.  I've always been able to harness the apparent conflicts  of "compartmentalising  and dovetailing" and this talent has served me well in my current "Life is a Marathon" journey.  This week, again, will see a continuation of a gentler training regime but I can assure worried readers that there will be no relaxation in my relentless quest for more "cliches" and excessive use of inverted commas and exclamation marks.  I can almost feel a collective sigh of relief reverberating around the globe.... 

Next week-end we return to the wilds of north west England as Annette's side of the family throw a huge family get-together which will number well over the 50 mark.  My visit and subsequent jog along the Morecambe prom  will also  give Eric a chance to respond to my previous comments; it should make for another irresistible Blog page together with, I trust, a few intriguing snaps.  Hasta la Vista, Baby!

2.03.2010  Just a quick note to let you all know that my updated Blog wil appear tomorrow.  So busy this week-end and so much to catch up on!  Profound apologies to you all but please...... patience.  Ta ever so!

3.03.2010  Back as promised after a great family re-union in Morecambe.  The old training took a bit of a back-seat and I only manged one run along the prom on Saturday morning.  In all honesty I have never seen Morecambe looking so splendid; it was one of those rare winter mornings - crisp and dry with barely a cloud in a crystal clear azure sky.  Across the bay the snow-capped Cumbrian fells glistened in't sunshine but I'm afraid my obligatory snap does it scant justice, added to which the focus seems to have been out of kilter.  Anyway, I've included it to show you, one and all, that I am not exaggerating.  As if...........I managed the approximate 10 miles in OK time but on the return leg I was fighting a head breeze that was hellish chilly and doubly so as I had decided that Morecambe wasn't quite ready for the Lycra version of yours truly.  Bad decision!

As promised, I gave Eric his Right to Reply.  I was hoping for some witty, acerbic put-down but all he could manage was a rather wishy-washy profanity - disappointing really. 

The re-union lived up to its billing and I'll post a few snaps when I have had time to properly sort them.  Truth is, I'm waiting for others to send them as mine were crap!  Barely usable, even.  Slyne Lodge (the location of our get-together) did us right proud and to catch up with distant relatives, not seen for nearly 40 years in some cases, was champion.  I also learnt that the railway station scenes in Brief Encounter were shot just down the road in Carnforth, which could be a saviour in some forthcoming game of Trivial Pursuit.  My brother and I were undecided on the male lead in that movie - was it Trevor or Frankie Howerd?  As`usual, answers on the back of a £5 note ........

Now it's back to reality and getting my training on track.  In fact, I have to cut this short right now as I'm off to the gym to recusitate my flagging marathon efforts - keep in touch!

8.03.2010  Delighted to say that serious training is back on track after a "mid marathon crisis."  I've got my head together again and I'm pounding the pavement with a vengeance.  I had a quite pleasant 2 hour stint this morning in the opposite direction that I normally take, the southerly course of the Blackwater Valley Path.  In the crisp, clear morning I spotted squirrels, geese, rabbits and, quite magically, a startled fawn seemingly caught in the headlights as I beared down upon her at great pace.  (Well, at modest pace maybe).  Anyway, it was a wonderful moment and I wish I had my camera; I am, however, not heart-broken on that point as I would only have screwed up the shot and ended up with a blurred image of my muddy right running shoe, to join the dozens of other blurred images of my running shoes, both left and right!.

Reflecting on this topical craze for Blogs,  it is surely just another word for "diary" and in writing this I feel that I have joined an illustrious band of literary luminaries who have done the self-same thing in ages past.  Such giants as William Shakespeare, Samuel Pepys (of course), Charles Dickens, Jackie Collins etc. have all felt the need to bore others with  "blow by blow" (careful, Jackie!) accounts of their mundane existences.  But, to the best of my knowledge, none of the aforementioned have attempted a Marathon; I think Shakespeare may have entered for the Stratford -on- Avon half-marathon (and actually did quite well winning a limited edition quill pen)  but, if memory serves, he never attempted "the ultimate test."  That was my destiny, several centuries later, and I feel the "big fella" (I use the expression in reference to his literary might rather than his physical presence) would be looking down with approval at his fellow diarist's noble and inspiring efforts.  I feel a sonnet coming on.........

I seemed to have wandered off the path somewhat this week, not entirely unrelated, I suspect, to the second glass of wine that I am now quaffing.  And on a totally different and unconnected thread, who remembers the Small Faces?  Take a look at this clip 'cos it is superb.  Wasn't Steve Marriott the best 'front man' of his generation?  I leave you with that thought. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcKZoFRpZCI

16.03.2010   A solid week's training safely negotiated and just less than 6 weeks to go.  The enormity of it all is now beginning to sink in; up to a couple of weeks ago it was all somewhat theoretical but now I realise April 25th will soon arrive and the bluffing stops.  For that reason alone I have started to run consistently longer distances each day trying to prove to myself that I can do it.  Despite all the training programmes and teaching manuals saying that you should not run a Marathon in training, I am desperately tempted to do so just so that I have the comfort of knowing I can do it rather than discover on the day that I can't!  Bit late now isn't it?

I've done a few 2 hour runs in the last week and am mulling over throwng in another 3 hour stint this coming week-end.  Mind you, no clues as to where I will run - I'm not making that mistake again.  The wonderful weather has meant that running outdoors has been almost a pleasure; I'll never reach that point when running silly distances becomes enjoyable.  I am firmly of the opinion that it is probably the most boring sport yet devised by man.  If it were not for extremely worthy causes, why would one do it?  It's got me beat and no error! 

Readers, you will have to excuse my lack of newsworthy copy today - it is just that one is somewhat cream-crackered and the creative juices are simply refusing to flow.  So, I will take my leave and trust that next week will bring greater literary riches. 

22.03.2010  It was a big day for me yesterday - they don't come much bigger.  I celebrated my 62nd birthday and I'm wondering how such an advanced milestone can be 'celebrated.'  Anyway, a few glasses of bubbly and a lack of exercise made it a day to cherish.  In fact, a bird has been whispering in my ear that I'm maybe over-doing the running.  Good advice, Abi, and rest assured I intend following it!

The week was a good'un and Saturday morning saw me gamely trudge around Hawley woods in drizzling, depressing conditions.  A bunch of squaddies were erecting barbed wire and tents and were looking at me as if I was mad.  One of them said, "Look mate, there's no choice for us, we've got to do this but what's your excuse?"  You know what, he had a very valid point.  Despite his logic I completed almost 3 hours and came home soaked to the skin but, paradoxically, feeling somewhat uplifted.  Quite worrying really. 

David, that was very thoughtful of you to buy the bus ticket for the middle section of the race but perhaps you shouldn't have mentioned it quite so publicly on my Blog though, on reflection, it's probably the safest place to mention it.  Our little secret!

With less than 5 weeks remaining, on the advice of the afore-mentioned Abi, I am now beginning to 'wind down' the regime stepping out only every other day.  This seems to me to be eminently sensible and gives me a bit more time to make a final assault on raising some more cash; I've set a target of five grand and I'm sure it's do-able.  As of writing, just £1,938 to go and counting.  Wish me luck - I'll sithee next week! 

29.03.2010  March edges nervously towards April and the Countdown begins.  The old Taylor knees (if I can mix a metaphor) are proving to be my Achille's Heel; despite their obvious attraction (at least obvious to me), they are tending to wilt a wee bit on the extended runs.  Requests from interested readers have been pouring in but, despite them, I am attaching a snap of the offending joints.  I must say they look as healthy a specimen as I have set eyes on but beneath that muscular exterior there is a certain vulnerability and I am praying that they behave themselves come the Big Day.  As one cynic ventured, "sounds like you're already preparing your get out!"   However, that is most certainly not the case - even if I have to carry them over my shoulders I will make it to the finishing line!

Training has now reached the "tapering down" stage.  One longish run a week and a few shorter ones sprinkled in between seems now to be the order of the day; on top of that, a light game of tennis or two and yours truly is just about "good to go."  I don't think I can have prepared better but in spite of that it's still like entering the Great Unknown.  Anyway, it's almost too late to worry - see you soon!

8.04.2010  Apologies for a tardy update this week but I have been having connectivity problems with my internet and am having to input this on an alien computer.  The main event of last week was a 29k jog on Saturday, one of my longest to date; my times are begining to improve and if I can shave another two and a half hours off of my PB (athletics-speak for Personal Best) the guy pictured above could be in serious trouble....and he knows it!  Already my fame is spreading in the tea houses, bazaars and souks of old Addis Abiba as news of my times courses through the African grapevine.  In hushed tones they refer to the Leopard in Lycra and fear that the dominance of the mighty Haile Gebreselassie may just be coming to an end.  Their fears are well-founded - come the 25th April we shall know the truth.

12.04.2010  The "tapering off" period continued during last week and I  am now only running every other day, mostly shorter distances except for Sunday which was a 28k job.  The only major source of concern, as ever, is the old knees - they are seriously rebelling against the continual pounding but I am assured by those who know far more than I, that the adrenaline on the day and the overwhelming crowd support will carry me through.  Looking back on last week's notes I am beginning to feel that the shaving of two and a half hours from my PB is a tad over-ambitious and I have reduced it to two and a half minutes. 

The donations have, understandably, slowed down a little over the last couple of weeks but I am now at 66% of my target and still confident that the 5k will be achieved.  It's a mere 13 days to go now and the pre-race nerves are beginning to invade my sub-conscious and create small areas of doubt.  Will my green MSRC running vest  clash with my blue shorts?  Should I wash my hair before the race?  If I do, should I blow dry it or let it dry naturally?  It's all such a worry - no wonder we athletes have sleepless night!  TTFN.

19.04.2010  Well, last week I stated that the "donations have slowed a little."  In the immortal words of Murray Walker, "What am I saying?"  A cracking week was enjoyed, revenue-wise, and a big Thank You to all the kind contributors - it is tremendous and the 5k is looking more and more possible.

As race day nears, it seems that the Leopard's fame is spreading far and wide; an old mate of mine, Hassan Al Bakiri (owner of "Dunkin' Maize" in Addis Abiba, probably the city's busiest tea house) says he managed to 'acquire' (I don't want to know how!) a bootleg DVD of my historic Blackwater Valley run from a few weeks back.  I saw the playback from the tea house CCTV and it was really very moving.  As the DVD progressed, charting my movements along the river bank, one could hear a gradual groundswell of singing from the audience, in that uniquely African way whereby even impromptu renditions manage to attain perfect pitch and harmony.  As the volume builds, the crowd's mantra can be clearly distinguished, despite the heavily Ethiopian accented voices, ........."One Lycra Leopard, there's only one Lycra Leopard....."  I can tell you, it fair raised the hairs on the nape of my neck!

Apart from all of that, a request from Canada poured in asking for more photos of a 'certain runner' and I'm only too happy to oblige, although this one caught me unawares (see above).  I'm a great believer in the value of the natural pose rather than the choreographed, airbrushed perfection we see these days in our media stars and politicians.  In other words, when it comes to the Leopard, "What you see is what you get!"

That's about all time will permit this week from the People's Blog (as the public now seems to refer to it - I can't imagine why!).  I will attempt one more before Race Day but readers are asked not to get too frustrated if it doesn't materialise.  What with press interviews, TV appearances and a few store openings there's only so many hours in the day.  Having said that, I expect my public to fully appreciate this dilemma.  Wish me luck and, whatever happens, you'll get a full update on Monday 26th.

24.04.2010  The Final Pre-Race News!  Well, I made it.  It's Saturday morning and a few quick lines to settle my nerves.  Of course, much of last week was devoted to the "Volcanic Ash Crisis" and there were even a few conspiracy theories circulating; talk was rife that some of the 'so-called' elite athletes would not be able to reach London, certain media rumours suggesting that the appearace in the race of a certain 'Leopard' had scared them off.  Personally, I never subscribed to this view and am delighted that that they will all be racing, though I suspect that many of them are not now relishing the prospect!.  What a 'hollow' victory it would have been if I were to have won the event and the alleged 'cream of the crop' had not participated!  No, what I say is "Bring 'em on!"

I will travel up to London this afternoon and spend a relaxing evening in preparation.  I'll restrict my consumption to a couple ot pints in consideration of tomorrow's exertions - marathon racing is all about self-sacrifice and discipline - and in the morning it will be up with the lark for a 9.45 kick-off. 

It's great that I have now surpassed the 4k and I hope to make even more afterwards; Annette, Ruth, Becci and respective gangs will all be there  and it promises to be a marvellous and inspiring occasion.  Just hope I don't freeze!  I'll update on Monday and hope, by then, I'll also have a few snaps to show.  Take care and I'll sithee! 

26.04.2010  Apologies to the legions of followers world-wide expecting to read a comprehensive review of the Leopard's most recent triumph.  Suffice to say, all went amazingly well (and some very senior 'elites' had their butts well and truly kicked) but I have simply not had time to put finger to keyboard with the sort of detailed review that my fanbase expects.  All will be revealed in a day or two as I gather my thoughts for what will be my most historical entry.  It is not a review that should be rushed and I owe it to you, my readers, to ensure that reporting quality is not sacrificed in a mad rush simply "to go to press."  I'll leave that sort of behaviour to my competitors! Keep the faith!

26.04.2010  Well, the dust has settled, the competitors have returned from whence they came and the streets of London revert to "business as usual."  The day was amazing, unlike any I have ever experienced, and the emotion, joy and sacrifice was inspirational to behold.  It was great to see Annette, Becci, Ruth, our dear friend Lynda and  respective gangs cheering from the sidelines and that really gave me a much-needed lift when the wall was threatening to impose its unforgiving will.  I spent time with a young man who had suffered most of his youth with a crippling disease including an entire year in a hospital bed followed by another in a wheelchair; not even a hint of self-pity or the questioon "Why me?" passed his lips. And it is at a moment like that when, besides all the silly fancy dress and crazy stunts, one truly appreciates the importance of Sunday's event and what your donations can achieve for so many less fortunate than us.  Thank you very much.

Just recently, several correspondents have asked of my nickname, "Geoff, why the Leopard?"  Consider the following description: "The species' success in the wild is in part due to its opportunistic hunting behavior, its ability to run at speeds approaching 58 kilometres per hour (thanks largely to its Lycra lined skin) and its notorious ability for stealth."  Still asking?

And now back to the race......As you will all know by now The People's Champion was dealt a savage blow by having to start the race way back on the grid, only slightly ahead of a giant paper mache elephant and a group of Borat impersonators.  Not the ideal circumstances to take a tilt at the Ethiopians - and boy, were they laughing all the way to the bank!  Despite initially cutting through the pack of stragglers like a knife through hot butter, the deficit was just too onerous to overcome and the Leopard finally carded an impressive 4hours 38 minutes - a mere 2 hours 33 minutes behind the eventual winner.  Yes, it was that close!

So another chapter closes and we await the opening of a new one.  This Blog will remain active for another 8 weeks or so as I fully expect some late contributions to arrive and I will continue to offer occasional updates with the hope that you, for your part, will continue to visit.  I would like to thank everyone who has read my Blog, especially those who have donated, with the hope that you have gained some enjoyment from it.  I have certainly enjoyed this initial foray into a quasi-journalistic medium.  A number of friends (seriously) have asked for signed copies of the race photo and a thought has, somewhat ridiculously, occurred to me.  I will send a signed copy (together with suitably witty quip) to anyone in exchange for £10 (to be paid to MSRC) plus the cost of production and post - that can't be more than a couple of quid, I would think.  Please e mail me at gffryt@aol.com for further details.

Take care and Happy Racing!!

03.05.2010  Just two days to go and we're off for a well deserved break in Italy.  The memory of Sunday 25th will be etched forever in my mind and I'm already thinking, "Should I give it another go?"  Funny how I recall the joy but none of the pain and unpleasantness.  I've got a few months to consider whether another marathon is on the cards but if I were a gambling man I'd have a wee punt that the re-appearance of a certain speedy feline will indeed materialise.  A decision like that will throw the entire world of marathon racing into absolute turmoil but my advice to fellow athletes is very simple: "If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!"

Finally, as at the time of writing it's, sadly, looking as if I may not make the 5 grand that I have targeted.  There are still a few more committed donors whose contributions I am awaiting but whether we can make it over the line is now debatable.  I am still absolutely delighted with what we have achieved and I know that Becci has been thrilled by the whole magical saga.

Best wishes to all my readers and feel free to e mail me at any time.  I would be delighted to hear.  Take care.

21.05.2010  Back from Italy and composing what will almost cetainly be my final entry.  The trip was excellent and we saw most of the sights in Rome and then had a great week on the Amalfin coast - spectacular! 

 Don't ask me how, but "you know who" heard I was in Rome and begged an audience at the Vatican (home turf) with "Il Leopardo."  On the condition that we spoke of neither religion or politics, I agreed a brief 'one-on-one' and soon the talk got around to sport.  He was fulsome in his praise of England's 20/Zwanzig (Ed. '20/twenty') success and felt that it could be an important springboard for Die Asches (Ed. 'The Ashes') later this year, depending on "Vitch (Ed. 'Which') KP shows up."  He also felt that "Schvanny's" (Ed. Graham Swann's) role could be crucial and, I must admit, I had to concur with him on that point.

As the meeting progressed he became visibly less nervous and we parted company wishing our respective nations all the best for Sud Afrika (Ed. South Africa) 2010; he was no more sincere in this than was I but we had to "spielen der spiel" (Ed.  'Play the game').   All in all I would say it was another diplomatic triumph for British sport, ranking right up there with Ron Atkinson and Lord Triesman!

Finally, I would like to share with you a song that accompanied me on every training run I took - it also was the first on my i pod when I started the Marathon run on the 25th April.  It just gets better and better and it kept me going.  It's my all time favourite, JB, and it's a classic!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGNdpnYYEkQ

Well folks, that's about it.  Keep eyes and ears open for news of the Virgin London Marathon 2011 - there may well be a few surprises in store!  I leave you with that teasing snippet and, once again, thank you all for your fantastic support.  TTFN!!