There’s been more than a few times in my life when people have commented on the consistency of training habits that I perhaps take for granted.

During my mid-twenties and early thirties, I used to post runs, gym sessions and progress updates on social media. Over time though as I’ve mentioned elsewhere, my social media usage dwindled to the point of not using it at all.

For nearly two decades now, running has been part of my daily routine. When I moved to London in my early twenties, I swapped the commute in a crowded tube for running to the office and pretty much never looked back.

Over the years the distance to the office increased and with it so did the miles in the bank. I’ve now been consistently clocking between 80-100 miles a week for the majority of my adult life, racking up thousands of miles cumulatively and here’s the kicker…I don’t even like running!

Sometimes you sign up for something before asking the sensible questions, like when, where, and how much training you’ll actually need. That’s exactly how I found myself heading to Farnborough in mid-February for my first Turf Games…with a team I’d barely trained with!

When it comes to fitness and physical challenges, my general approach is simple: it’s me versus me. Of course, there are other participants, however as I'm not a fitness professional, I don't necessarily expect to finish top of the pile against trained athletes. What I do expect is that I’ll push myself to my personal limits and leave it all on the track or in the arena.

I’ve already shared my Hyrox experience in another post and didn’t pull any punches with regards to my performance assessment. This time, I’m focusing on another milestone which was probably overdue when it came round given the volume of miles I have in the bank. In 2022 I finally took part in my first 26.2 marathon in Brighton.