Angry Jogger by Angry Jogger is out now.
My book has been released to the world and it’s all a little bit terrifying but fuck it. It is what it is.
Dear Christ I’ve lost my mind over the past month. Sitting indoors for hours on end just totally fucking hating everything I was writing at the time and not seeing an end in sight for the book. Going to Vegas came at the right time as it allowed me to just enjoy shit for 9 days and gain some perspective over what I wanted to write.
It’s finally out there. I think it sums up the transition I made from 2009 to now quite well and it’s written under the premise of trying to get the fatter me to start running earlier.
I wrote it knowing that I was likely never gonna get the chance to do anything again so there’s an air of desperation about it all so I kinda threw myself at it a bit which is why a lot of it is clumsy.
My plan for 2015 is to settle properly in London for a while, visit Brighton more often and run more half marathons and marathons. There’s no fucking chance I’m doing ultramarathons for the foreseeable future. I don’t enjoy testing my limits. That’s when my mind starts to crack and I want to be sane.
I set about 2014 in the wrong way. Moving to London with the idea of finding a job, running the 100k, getting a place to live and writing the book almost fucking crippled me. I just want to relax and enjoy running again. Fuck testing your limits. Fuck all of that cuntery.
I just want to be me and give myself room to breathe.
Anyway if you’ve been reading the book I hope you enjoy it.