So I was all set. Every day I’ve been in the Alps the weather has been beautiful. The day I decide to swim a mile across a lake, the weather was, quite frankly, terrible. It was raining. Everyone else was wearing a wetsuit. And I was wearing my 8euro Decathlon swimming cossie, two hats and a pair of borrowed goggles. Continue reading Holly does a triathlon… as only Holly can.
“Hi is that Holly?”
“It’s Adrian, the Great Britain Team Manager; I’m pleased to tell you that you’ve been selected to run for the GB team for the Trail World Championships in May” Continue reading Trail Running World Championships
I gasped in pain, muttered a few expletives and then carried on, bright red blood coming down my leg. It was quite painful but I didn’t think much of it as the adrenaline of the race was rushing at full pelt knowing I was being chased. Continue reading Scottish island adventures of the knee
In an attempt to overcome my professionally unemployed state I had a meeting in London last week. I got the train down on Monday morning, pedalled across the city to Blackfriars, had aforementioned meeting, and then after a brief run … Continue reading RIP Steady Eddie
Lying in bed in a small mountain village in Western China, I couldn’t get to sleep on Saturday night thinking about the mountain I’d chosen to climb the next day – that all too familiar feeling of questioning the unknown; … Continue reading Musings in the mountains
We ploughed on through the deep snow; the only problem with being the first people to climb the world’s highest via ferrata since the snows began (and likely until they left!), was that the fixed ropes were iced to the rock and covered in a layer of white powder. Continue reading Kenya
There is now positive talk of reconciliation, of a united country, with citizens no longer classified as Hutu, Tutsi or Twa, but as Rwandans, one nation, living together in harmony. And on the surface it seems to be true. Continue reading Rwanda