Started on New years day running a marathon on the SWCP with the boys. Beginning to be a yearly event.
Soon after in January we noticed some lumps on Lola. Just old age we thought and had them removed but also sent off for a diagnosis.
Whilst waiting for the results, life does not stop and went for a winter bike packing trip where we all picked a random spot on a map and then just had to link them all up over a couple of days. It nearly worked and definitely one to try again.Then it was over to the Alps for my first ski trip in 3 years. It was a good time and a nice distraction from the constant worry of what was happening to Lola. Unsure if it was Lola, the conditions or something else but sure didn't fall back in love with skiing. Maybe its a thing of the past now.Back home whilst we waited on Lolas results i got a scan on my dodgy hip and the results weren't that good for me. Plenty of degeneration and the only hope was that strengthening it will improve it. I am still strengthening it to this day with hope i can enjoy my running again one day.
The shit news just kept coming.Lola, my baby, my gorgeous girl was terminally ill with bone cancer. We spent what little time we had with her with love and going to all her favourite places.
The day we had to say goodbye was peaceful, she was ready. I'm sure she dreamed of the 10000 walks we had with her, chasing through the woods, hiking the SWCP, scrambling up mountains, taking it easy down rivers, camping in all weathers. What a wonderful life she had and gave.
You were the best baby, i miss you and think of you every day x 18.2.23
Its hard to know what to do, where to go after such a loss. I certainly had too much time to grieve, gone were the wonderful everyday walks with her giving me such happiness each day. Sadness and emptiness were overwhelming.
I got back into running, a bit, doing the Clarendon Way, more of the Jurassic Coast - my favourite place to explore with Lola. Including running 43miles from Weymouth to Poole again with Dan.
Did some weekends away, something not done in years and so caught up on some favourite bands like Kasabian, Ocean Colour Scene and Xavier Rudd. All great shows.
Then my one and only Ultra race for the year. Azores Ultra Trail.Having more time on our hands rather than flying in, racing and coming home I extended it into a roadtrip. So we went out to Lisbon, Portugal for a long weekend. Great city. Then flew over to the Azores to run a 120km race around the Faial Island. Weather was not good so missed out on running the ridgeline of the volcano. Instead it was hanging on and not getting blown into the volcano instead.
After the race, we relaxed with great food and Whale watching, seeing a few Sperm Whales and calf's plus loads of dolphins. A superb experience.After the R&R it was back to Portugal for the road trip. Lisbon to Porto. Taking in lots of sites - Sintra, Obidas, Nazare, Busscaco.
What a country. Obrigado Portugal.
As it was a bank holiday we also managed to get back home and enjoy a get together with the other halves.
More quickfire turnaround and next was Switzerland with the Czech boys. The weather looked unpredictable and thunderstorms so the plan changed from A to D. Although it was not quite a fastpack adventure that we sought it was a great few days exploring the mountains around the Eiger. Amazing valleys and once a little way away from the tourist hotspots we could of been in any remote mountain region. 3 days running around the Jungfrau with a bonus days Via ferrata. Something i need to do more off.
With summer drifting along with bike rides, runs, walks and trips to friends to catch up. One day an emergency Greek foster dog came up and we said yes.Ronnie came into our lives. It was a shock first of, getting use to a puppy, he was 9months old, his nuances, which took a couple of weeks to get over. But then it clicked and he was a lovable character. But just had one or 2 traits that we did not want in our next dog and so after a couple of months looking after him he went to his forever home and we hear he is doing great.
Extremely sad to see Ronnie go, you made me smile again.
I feel you can always get by in life if you stay busy with the things you like and want to do. With losing 2 dogs now this year, emotions were a little rough. But i was always able to take myself away with running and more recently climbing. Now though with a bad hip and hammy my running was reduced significantly but i had climbing and then i blew that, more specifically a finger tendon. pop. The end of summer felt like the end of happiness for me.
No climbing, for months. Lucky i had a couple of tripscoming up otherwise god knows where i'd be. The finger injury took months to heal and now at the end of the year i am back climbing 6c's and back into it. Just need my hip/hammy to feel better and that gets me back on the running path.
To take my mind away from the doom and gloom I headed of to the Lake District with Dan, he was running a 100miler. I just went up to explore the Lakes and did a load of Ghyll scrambling, again something else to do more of.
Then the Rugby World Cup started and for us it was 3 years of waiting and planning. During lockdown a couple of us over a zoom call decided to get some RWC tickets. And now the day had arrived for us to head to France. RWC23 Roadtrip.Stats for 2024.