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…
5 things you want to know…
Well… maybe you don’t… but as I am on the last day of my 6 month round the world trip I thought I’d answer the questions I’ve been asked most by friends, locals and travellers alike in the past few months… 1. How much did you pay for your ticket? £2274 ($3400) for a one year round…
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…
5 Things I Dont Love About Travelling Alone
1. Tables with one chair Travelling alone means you frequently find yourself eating alone. No big deal until you walk into the restaurant and get directed to… the table with one chair. There is nothing I hate more. Oh yeah hold on there is… when you are happily seated at a table with more than one chair when mid-curry an…
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…
5 reasons I love Myanmar
You may know it as Burma but the military changed the name back in 1989. Perhaps so that nobody would know where it is and they could drop off the radar completely. Luckily it didn’t work. Myanmar. The land of smiles. Or is that officially Thailand? Well after 2 extended visits to Thailand and a month here……
Scottish Girl Runs 