Introduction

Hello,

My name is David, and I ve been running since May 2012. Since I started running, I've fallen in love with the sport.  I now run for the sheer enjoyment of it, I run to be social, I run to compete. Am currently running for Staffordshire Moorlands Athletics Club and Team Raidlight.

Raidlight is a French running company, thats has the ethos of sharing the trail running experience and to promote running for all. No matter what the ability, or sex or age.  I like this ethos, it just so happens that they make great products and am lucky enough to be involved with them. I hope this blog helps share my running activities with you, and I hope it encourages you to get out the running shoes one more time.

I never really seen myself as a runner, I still don’t now. I like to think of myself as an observer of the surroundings.

I first started running cross-country when I was at school and I only did this so my PE teacher would select me for the football team, that was the ultimatum. I never trained for cross-country, I saw it more as a chance to speak to the girls, if I ever plucked up the courage to utter a word to the fairer sex...I can tell I am not very courageous.

So after leaving school, I stopped running and tried my hand at many other sports and activities. From table tennis, to hockey, to fishing, I never really excelled at any of them. As my friend and I always said about fishing, all the gear and no idea! If we made a fishing program we would call it silent reels. We’d probably give in-depth discussions about how to make the best bacon sandwich or what’s the best flask, or how to set fire to your fishing peg when cooking eggs. We’d leave the fishing to people that could get their rods erect.

The same theory goes for my running apart from I have less gear and even lesser idea. I wish, I did. I wish I could write about happy endings but I can’t. Instead I am just going to write about my observations and my experiences, with the odd random thought in there. So that’s the intro, what follows will be an account of the inexperienced, the excitable, nervousness, sweat, butterfly’s, arousal, pleasure and pain, screams and moments of ecstasy.

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