OK. I admit it. I’m a sucker for an autobiography / memoir / anything non-fiction, but the above three are my current favourites. I decided this earlier as I pounded the streets on an 11 mile run in the most torrential downpour and spectacular thunder and lightning I’ve run in for a while. I also realised, as I bounded over puddles and exchanged knowing smiles with other drenched runners as I headed out towards the Olympic Park, that the reason I love these three books in particular is that they they all have one thing in common: they’re all inspirational. Chrissie Wellington’s story left me, at times, short of breath just reading about the energy she has for life; Scott Jurek makes running 100 miles seem very much achievable for you or me and Jessica Ennis; well she doesn’t really need much of an introduction now does she?

Chrissie Wellington is my fave of the three by the way, and a huge reason why my travels take me to Nepal.