Happy Birthday Dad
It would have been Dad’s 87th birthday today.
He passed away in 2014 — but he’s still very much part of my world. I think about him often, especially on days like this. Not with sadness, but with gratitude. He taught me so much about life, family, and doing things properly — lessons that quietly shape everything I do, even the way I train.
There’s not much relevance to fitness in this post, other than the reminder that who we are today comes from the people who came before us. Dad loved the outdoors, loved a good walk (and a good laugh), and would have been quietly proud that I still get up each morning and move — sometimes slowly, sometimes not so slowly — but always with purpose.
On the fitness front, a few bits swirling around my head lately:
- I’ve entered a trail half marathon from Plumpton in early December — my first event for a while. I haven’t run outside for a couple of months, but I’ve been enjoying shorter HIT sessions on my new treadmill, especially the Zwift workouts.
- The plan is to ease back into some longer Zone 2 trail runs on the Downs as prep — slow, steady miles, the kind Dad would have approved of.
- I’ve been spending more time researching bikepacking adventures — probably something for 2026. The gravel bike is perfect for UK trails, but my Brompton keeps tempting me for European escapes: maybe Paris or Brussels, ferry over, Eurostar back. It’s the simplicity that appeals — small wheels, big freedom.
- Catching up with my old triathlon mates for a curry on Friday — it’s been too long.
- And with Lucy away in Thailand, I’ve got some plans to dial in the training and diet a bit — a mix of fasting, keto, and getting a few extra sessions in. Though, knowing me, the time will fill quickly with work, the dog, and life.
So not a particularly structured post — just a snapshot of where my head’s at.
A good day to pause, look back, and look forward.
Thanks, Dad — for all of it.
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