head over feets 👣 – Some running stories from twenty years on the trails.

autumn crushing

The leaves crunching, the colours on the ground and in the trees, and the whole autumn vibe.

My rule of thumb is when it’s above freezing, I wear shorts.

Adults, sadly, don’t have a lot of friends. Adult men have statistically, basically, no friends.

I’ll admit, being at the late-end of that age group has a psychological cushion to soften the blow.

She was ahead of us within the first five steps off the start, and became little more than a blur in the distance ahead of me.

I get a little excitable when I’m in the trails with my camera and the sun is out and the leaves are turning...

...she really hates asking AI for advice.

What is it about lacing up and jaunting around as a community?

I lay there taking a few deep breaths as all the sounds swirled around me.