My latest holiday destination suggestion for you

Sri Lanka. It seems to be the holiday destination on everyone’s lips right now, and so, after spending two weeks on the sunny island off the south coast of India, I thought I’d give you my five highlights of my trip … The weather. It’s amazing and you can find a sunny side of the…

Get out of bed and run!! Sweating it out in Mumbai

Admittedly it was with great laziness I dragged myself out of bed to run Mumbaikars’ most favoured spot this morning (Mumbaikar = someone hailing from Mumbai, I love that word so thought I’d casually drop it in), but force myself I did because it was my third and final day in India’s most cosmopolitan city…

The Brussels Attacks and me (running, obvs)

On Tuesday 22nd March 2016 three coordinated suicide bombings occurred in Brussels. Guess where I was for the first time? Yep, Brussels. And guess what I was doing? Yep, running. So as you probably know by now I use running as my way of getting to know somewhere and see more in a shorter period…

Running the red roads of Africa

15 months I ago I declared scottishgirlrunsafrica would be the next trip… And so with great excitement I packed my trainers up along with 9kg of all the other usual crap I stuff into my 50l rucksack, half of which is invariably completely inappropriate or not suitable for the climate I’m headed to. Also, I…

My 5 worst running experiences 

It’s been a while since I blogged, but at the moment I’m on jury service so I’ve loads of time to read, think, blog and generally wait around while I wait for my name to be called for another murder trial, fraud trial or drugs trial…  I thought I’d do a top 5 list, they…

No Guts No Glory

Originally posted on Scottish Girl Runs:
Pre race chilling. It’s 6am and I’m removing my newly purchased visor (I’m trying to blend in) and standing in silence as they belt out the national anthem to 2000 crazies gearing up to run 26.2 miles. Patriotism over, the commentator shouts GO! (where’s the gun dude?) and I jog over the start…

Goodbye 2015…Hen Parties, Weddings and Running… Top 3

January came and went…. I wasn’t ready! So here I am at the start of February reminiscing of my running travels since returning to the UK in April 2015. Summer came and went with the usual flurry of hen parties and weddings but Amongst the Pimms and prosecco I managed a good bit of running…

Runner vs Surfer

After a month of zero running in Guatemala I have high hopes for redeeming myself in El Salvador. All things Salvadoran don’t get off to a great start however when I end up hitting the Guatemala / El Salvador border at 9 o´clock at night (number one rule of travelling: avoid borders at night, especially in Central…

Stone in my heart

Two days after crossing the finish line of my second marathon in eight weeks I arrive in Guatemala where I promptly partake in a headstand workshop with Circusman Alex (don’t ask) and put my back out (god that makes me sound ancient). End of running for a few weeks… Glad of an excuse to do…

No Guts No Glory

It’s 6am and I’m removing my newly purchased visor (I’m trying to blend in) and standing in silence as they belt out the national anthem to 2000 crazies gearing up to run 26.2 miles. Patriotism over, the commentator shouts GO! (where’s the gun dude?) and I jog over the start line and focus on… umm… focussing. To my left…

Scottish girl plods

In essence I didn’t want to leave Myanmar. I summed up my reasons in a typically biased manner in 5 Reasons I Love Myanmar but the 28 day visa had only one day left on it and so I had to cross the border into Thailand pronto. Perhaps I should have followed up the previous…