Crowhurst Fitness

Weekends in the Lake District hit differently.

You head out thinking it’s about fitness… then 10 minutes later you’re stopped on a fell “taking in the view” while secretly trying to get your breath back.

It’s a magical place. Fresh air, quiet trails, big climbs, and the kind of views that make everything else feel a little less important. Even a spot of sideways rain somehow feels better than being indoors.

No emails., just muddy shoes, tired legs, and the occasional sheep judging your life choices from the hillside.

London Marathon done 🏁

Not the time I set out for, but days like this are bigger than the finish time. The priority was the experience and respecting the event; it lived up to the expectations.

The crowds, the noise, the energy from start to finish — it’s hard to put into words. Running through London with that level of support is something special, and something I don’t take for granted.

There are thousands of people who would love to be on that start line, Sunday I got to be one of them.