Epic Arran
An Epic Sleep After an epic sleep, the Saturday morning alarms went off. I had a good old stretch, yawned like a howlin wolf and got into position outside the bedroom door. Ready to pounce and jump about like an eejit as soon as someone appeared. Felt like I hadn’t seen them in forever. When was the last time someone scratched behind my ears? Hours? Days? Weeks?.. By heck I miss them. I gave the […]
Tollcross parkrun debut
The day I made my debut appearance at Tollcross parkrun… A few of our GSRR pals had decided to do a bit of parkrun tourism and me and mum thought we’d jump on the bandwagon. Tollcross turned out to be a very wise decision. Most other Glasgow parkruns were off due to very slippy conditions underpaw. Crazy miles On a crazy quest for miles, dad ran to Drumchapel parkrun to meet uncle Robert (also looking […]
Barking back to 2019 – a look back at a year
Barking back to 2019 2019..Where to start?! The year that my life turned around and upside down. It has been epic on so many levels. Goodness knows what I was up to this time last year. Probably pottering about on the farm, chatting to the horses and avoiding the pesky cat gang (and stealing their food!) Life was ok, but it was nothing compared to the exciting adventure that it has since become! Top highlight […]
Jim, King of the Park
So i’ve finally got to the bottom of this running around in dark in Kings Park malarkey! It all became clear one morning, I’d barely finished my full body stretch-shake my flappy ears routine, when we were off; pitch black, half asleep in the Bash mobile. I’ll just finish off that sleep thinks I.. Oh no, we were stopped and parked up again in minutes! Just what was going on here? Mum and dad start […]
Paws for running
PAWS IN A PUDDLE Now, there has been some strange behaviour going on round my way.. It started last (eh, do days have names?!..) Some time ago anyway, we dropped Kei off with her cub pack and then went to a new park I hadn’t seen before. In fact at this point I still hadn’t seen it, it was pitch black! Smelled pretty good though! All the usual stuff and a couple of new dog […]
barkrun
Plean barkrun (see what I did there?!) wasn’t my first parkrun. In fact it was my third consecutive parkrun, having done the Crichton in Dumfries and my new local Queens parkrun in the two Saturdays previous. I must admit I’m getting pretty good at them! When I say ‘good’ I’m mainly referring to the reduction in casualties per parkrun! I’m no rule breaker. Mum and me stick to the back, she keeps me on a […]
A Load Of Running – Oh heck!
This weekend we did a heck load of running, it was fantastic. The weather couldn’t have been finer and I found myself in the company of some really great folk. Run after run After parkrun me, mum and dad parked up in Toddholes carpark and ran up Meikle Bin. Up, up up!! The views over Loch Carron were something else, I wanted to dive in but was advised against it! The day was crisp and […]
An intro-dog-ion…. to Jim
Here I Am… Hi there, Jim the Dog here… Well, I’m working on a few pen names at the moment. Blogger Jim! Doggy bloggy? Blog dog? Jim the blogger jogger dogger.. (whoops!) OK, I’ll work on my official title, for now I’ll get on with my scripts.. So when I came to live in the city with my new family I knew nothing of city life. I was a young gun with two human acquaintances […]
The Sad Demise Of The Small Race Trophy
Hi Coach In the absence of negative feedback, I’m assuming (tacit) permission to treat you as an ‘alternate audience’ when my usual audience (Running Niece) is in the same race at Mabie Forest😊 Mabie 10k Trail Race. 10/06/18 Is there a setting more beautiful but still eminently accessible, than Mabie Forest? This wee race has to be one of the best ever. We’ve entered every year since we started racing…6 years now…and it was the […]
Strathspey Double
Hi Coach One of the amusing things we (Planman and me) realised early in our running ‘career’ is that when normal (not runners) people ask you about your race, they really don’t want any more than ‘it was good, thanks’. Eyes glaze over and interested smiles become fixed and (if you persist) painful when you actually tell them. Nothing like the gritted teeth of a desperate, fixed smile to cure you of sharing the detail, […]