Vibram Fivefinger KSO's Review

I got sent a pair of Vibram KSO's from Fitness Footwear to help me train running in.

I was running regularly during October and most of November, perhaps 30 miles or so a week so nothing crazy. Basically just been trying to prep for the Libyan Challenge still. Been only running in a ball to heel fashion, in some fairly thin soled trainers because I have just gotten more used to it and prefer the technique to the 'normal' heel to ball action, which now feels very heavy and stressful in terms of impact upon my legs.
However, I have managed to pick up an ankle injury which has stopped me from running at the moment. Its right at the point of the tendon insertion at the inner ankle bone, so tendonitis or sprain is what I am thinking, so currently rehab-ing that.

I did get to do about 10k or so in the KSO's though, and got a good feeling from them in general. Basically, they are very, very similar to running barefoot, except your skin is protected. I know it kind of defeats the point in terms of developing the sensitivity of the sole of the foot, but the shoes enable you to keep running beyond when your soles are torn to shreds, which I have experienced already on some of the nastier pavements here in Sheffield.

The ball to heel technique is a serious challenge for the calfs in the beginning of training it, but after experiencing no muscle soreness after 25k runs using this way of running, it was suprising and refreshing to get some soreness the day after running 10k in the KSO's. Obviously they really enable you to work the entire foot and leg. About a year ago, about 1 mile would have been fairly punishing on my calfs and legs in these, but I feel a lot stronger in that area now.

The shoes themselves are pretty simple, with some very resistant rubber on the bottom, and stretchy synthetic on top. This means you have to get the sizing pretty much exact. I have pretty small feet and squeeze into size 7 kalenjis snuggly, and the size 40 (6.5) KSO's are a decent fit for me. Too much room will mean blisters are likely to develop when moving in them. The velcro strap enables a tight fit, and once on they really feel very comfortable and almost part of your body.

In terms of parkour and that kind of thing, I havent actually tested them for that. I think they would get shredded apart fairly fast, especially around the top of the toe where the rubber meets the upper mesh material, so basically I am not going to use them for movement like that. Plus I don't think they offer much above barefoot training in parkour, and the high price tag (around 80 quid) means that they aren't the kind of shoes you can wreck and replace cheaply.

For running, chilling, climbing and other things, I think they are pretty appropriate. I do however, think that running in them could seriously ruin somebody's legs if they are not prepared for it. I would thoroughly recommend looking at barefoot running techniques and easing into it very slowly, because as I have found out, ankle injuries and the such are pretty easy to pick up from this kind of running.

Check out Barefoot Ted for an ultramarathoner who uses Vibrams frequently for long distance events.
The official Vibram Finger website.
For UK suppliers, Fitness Footwear.


jellytots and bananas

First, thanks everyone for all the comments, want to meet up with bobby, brad and others since its been too long. Really like seeing how other people are doing so thanks for comments and your views, love ya's all,

Just have to give a shout and bigupsness to chase and the 3run guys for the video they just released at www.3inspiration.com
These guys have been constantly on the grind and are elevating their stuff in terms of skills and professionalism so much support to them! Loved the video,

Been back at Uni for 3 weeks, really enjoying my course and has got past the point of fearing deadlines or doing work because after being in China, I really enjoy it all and actually find the economic policies of china post Mao-era pretty interesting, although i couldn't tell you what it is! So just staying on the grind with doing me translation tings and reading etc,

Very much enjoying training at the moment. In practical terms, I am running quite a bit in preparation for the Libyan Challenge next march, bouldering indoors, some calisthenics, lifting couple times a weak just deadlifts and a few basic exercises, and aside from that some basic movement training. Booked in for the PKGEN Rendezvous 3, of which I have a feeling I am going to get destroyed at. Still training parkour, but not with the striving that I used to have, just in terms of enjoyment and enabling myself to move, adapt, and play. So basically I am training without any underlying motive, just for the sake of doing it with no stress, which is awesome.

Also if anyone doesnt keep a training diary, I really suggest you do. I have one that I have kept since 2 years ago and its really great looking back and seeing how mindsets, priorities and methods adapt and change over time.

Been doing a homeless outreach every saturday evening as well with guys from my church here, which has been really good for me. Has really blown a lot of my preconceptions away, like meeting a homeless guy who graduated from the same uni as me with a degree in geology. We basically go into town with food and hot drinks and chill with them for a couple of hours, just being there to give food and chatting to them. Quite a few regular faces which is wicked since you get to know a few of them better. We all meet them near the main bar strip, so you can feel the counter-cultural nature of it when students and such are going past dressed up and going out clubbing or whatever.

Meanwhile, here is some torch bombing:




I haven't written anything for a while....for no particular reason actually other than I haven't really been bothered or compelled to.
Back to uni on wednesday, so the holiday since coming back from China is quickly drawing to a close. China seems like a bit of a blur, and has been an excellent illustration of how fast life can pass by.

Summer holidays = Good.

Past month I havent really trained much, if at all. Something has changed since before when i used to only think about training. I started getting back into drawing and painting very suddenly, shortly after the drawing session that was had at Soul Survivor. So been doing that a lot to be honest. In terms of me as person, I think I have changed quite a bit. Things have fallen into perspective a little, for me in regards to my life anyway. I feel like something inside me, the obsessive nature that used to drive me to think about and train parkour/movement/whatever everyday, has died. Its actually weird because it has taken place over the past month and is actually quite a huge change. I just feel like parkour and movement has been moved from being the only thing in my vision, to something at the side in balance with everything else. Its still very important to me to move and be healthy, but I do not feel the same internal pressure or obsession to excel at it, but instead to enjoy it and just use all forms of movement to stay strong and able. Being a Christian has changed me the most since now all i want to do (although i fail often) is be in God's will for my life, so thats my main focus, which I am still having to work on. So basically parkour/movement has taken a more, what i think for me, balanced place in my life and I feel more open to everything else.

One recent venture is Mangoshoguns, which has been set up with my good friend Mat. Basically we are trying to get opportunities to do spray paint commissions for whoever, and have just today finished painting a company's van, which was pretty stressful!
Anyway, check out the website by clicking the tag below and give us a holla if you want anything done!

hope everyone is well, always good to here from peeps so give us a shout,



Return Home

I returned to the UK on the 2nd of July, about 2 weeks ago, and have been pretty busy and very happy since that time up till now.

Did the London 10k on the 6th barefoot, but unfortunately I picked up a bit of a knackered ankle from it. During the training for the 10k, the runs were going alright, so I think it just needs a bit of rest at the moment from any overuse, but regardless completed the goal of running the 10k barefoot. Not sure of the time because didnt really care too much, just ran!

The summer is promising to be fairly busy, with a few projects on the go and trips here and there. This month is the Trace Gathering, as well as the exam for the BPCA qualification that I am yet to get. Next month Jason, my dad, my brother and I are all heading to the Niger Delta for New Foundations, planning to build training equipment for the kids out there to play on and have something to do in the area. As well as this will be all the seeing of patients and treating as well as checking how things are going and just seeing what needs to be done basically. No thanks to Gordon Brown screwing up the ceasefire out there, now the Niger militants are hating on England, so we are Scottish from now on *wink wink*.

Been training a bit since I have been back, and its incredible to see the progression of everyone after 10 months of leave. Loads of new faces in Cambridge and just loving hearing about all the new things that have been accomplished, certainly a heck of a lot to get my teeth into once the ankle is cleared up. Fallen straight back in love with the Cambridge scene and the town itself, loving it. At the moment just settling back into some good practice and play, trying to get stronger and just get out and train.

Film of the Month: "Into The Wild " (thanks Bobby)


Small Video

Just a small video of my local area using footage gathered in 2 hours that was originally meant to be part of a larger video.


Earthquake Fundraising Event

1/06/2008 held a sponsored event in Xin Jie Kou, Nanjing, for the fundraising for last months earthquake in SiChuan province.

It turned out to be a really successful event, with a crazy amount of stuff getting organised last minute, from permission to do it in the busiest area of nanjing, to fashioning a pullup bar out of cupboards at midnight the previous night, to transporting everything by push tricycle.

Huge thanks to everyone who came, who donated, who supported, and who contributed at all. The event started at about 11am, and ended around 6:30pm. We had a live band, singing, and multiple people hosting, as well as a random appearance from a couple of guys from the british olympic diving team to do a somersault and handstand. Was a good day all in all, with over 10,000 yuan raised in total, around £700. I completed 1000 pullups in about 7 hours or so. My body is far too weak, didnt imagine it to be that hard to be honest, especially since i planned to do 2000 originally!

A very full day with people on the grind all day smiling non-stop, some real positivity throughout. Much love,

Some pics below, Peace!


2 Years and counting

Just realised that more than 2 years has gone by since I started the blog, and since it was here for me to look back on and see the changes, I thought I would write a small list of certain changes that stick out in my head, although there are so many more.

- Become a Christian, regardless of the constant struggles I have with it.

- Not letting what I practice define me, but rather using it as a tool in life for positivity.

- Opening myself up to all people and experiences, not just through parkour/movement.

- Discovering that I love China, learning Chinese, and can imagine spending much time here.

- Beginning to realise that health, like money, comes and goes, so is not the ultimate goal.

- Trying to think outside of my own selfish self more instead of being self-absorbed.

- My belief to not follow the norm because everyone else does or says you should has become stronger as time goes.

- Although time by yourself is important, time with others is usually what produces the best memories.

- Learning more and more that I know less and less, and that I am much lamer than I once thought.

- Learning that love and sharing positivity with people is extremely important, and trying to learn how to better do so.

- Trying to not get caught up in the small things such as worrying about my training, but doing it for enjoyment and positive benefit and keeping that in perspective.

- Trying to learn how to not keep thinking just around the corner, but about the current day and time so I don't miss out on life.

- Not striving for a particular image of myself, but just walking in the right direction and trying to accept if things go wrong or take a bad turn.

- Don't take myself or others too seriously.

- Realizing how much I love my family and friends.

- Trying to live more simply and enjoy the things that aren't made people.

- Keeping in perspective that no matter how strong or skilled I get, I am still going to lose it all eventually.

- Sheer perseverance can achieve almost anything.

- Learning that I still have a bazillion things to learn and still loads in my head I can't put down right now.



Had a rather fun week in Changsha just last week, with the premise being a parkour gathering which actually turned out to be a performance at a theme park. Me and 3 guys who weren't willing to take part thought to heck with it and left for some travelling around Changsha and the nearby areas with the brilliant fun in the city at night and also climbing Heng Shan (衡山).
Check the pictures and the video, because as per usual, i am too lazy for a detailed write up!


"Tibet was, is, and always will be a part of China..."


Mercedes Performance

Just finished the performance on the 20th this month at the Beijing Auto Show for the new Mercedes GLK car. It was the first high profile performance I have done, and after my initial hesitations, I am extremely glad that I said yes to it as it proved to be extremely good fun and a great learning experience for me. I had the priviledge of working with Luke Markey, DC, Andi, Danny Ilabaca, Sebastien Foucan, and Oleg Vorslav. We had some days of rehearsals in Cologne, then they made a short movie for the event in Barcelona, and finally we all met in Beijing to have one day rehearsal and then the actual performance. At the event was Zhang Zi Yi (from Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon/Memoirs of A Geisha) and also the guy who was top of the company that owned Mercedes. Loads to say but will just post a few pictures and what I learned from the whole experience.

Just want to say that it was so good to see some familiar faces after so long and has really reminded me of how much I am looking forward to seeing everyone back in the uk for the summer.

Rocking the Jacuzzi!

Minutes after the performace

Rehearsals in Cologne

Tiananmen Square, in front of the Forbidden City

Rinsing the 5* buffet at the Marriot!

On the way to rehearsals

Mr top executive and Zhang Ziyi

Lessons Learned:

- Need to follow own way and not be influenced too much by other people and ideas.
- Remain playful and childlike - dont be too serious!
- Think like an animal, not like a person 'training' a sport or activity.
- Remember to treat everyone as equal regardless of age, skill, experience, etc.
- Stay open to all movement, dont categorize.
- Maintain and develop network of positive people.
- Dont be confined by definitions, be it parkour, acrobatics.....at the end of the day I am a four limbed being who can move in any way allowed by that so dont confine it be definitions.
- Work on weak points and push comfort zone.
- Leaning much more toward calling what I do 'movement' rather than parkour. Want to be open to everything and forget definitions.

Thanks to all the guys there who inspired me individually in many ways,


Young English Fellow in Xuan Wu Lake!

Its quite amazing what can get in the papers and how easily even in such a big city as Nanjing.

Basically there is a fairly big lake in Nanjing center which is about 8km around the whole thing, and a great place for running (except weekends when it is packed).

So recently I have been training a little more barefoot with movement and running because I want to do the 10k London run barefoot in July. Also I have been thinking about swimming across part of the lake here in Nanjing but just never got round to it so decided a few days ago to actually do it. So I cycled to the lake barefoot, shorts and a vest and towel in bag to run round the lake and then swim some of it. It was pretty cold outside and the water was especially freezing! So after about 6km of running I found a spot to jump into the lake from, unknowingly being watched from a distance by a journalist (where he came from God only knows) who probably reckoned I looked silly enough to get a story out of. And here is how it went!

Translated by yours truly from the article.

"Hey! Someone has jumped in the lake!" While taking a walk at the lake, city resident Mr Wang shouts, with his eyes fixed upon the young fellow who jumped into the lake. Yesterday, an English fellow abruptly jumped into Xuan Wu lake wishing to swim to the opposite bank. At the lake side he spotted a pleasure-boat manager, and worried that the young fellow could not carry on, they harnessed a speed boat to go and rescue him. However, the young fellow was unexpectadly not so grateful and simply shouted "I am almost there, why have you come to help me!"

According to a witness, this golden haired (hmmm....) young fellow was barefoot, wearing a vest and shorts, and on his back a travel bag. This fellows clothing was very obvious attracting a lot of people's attention, who just saw him take a deep breath, do a few pushups on the ground, then from his bag take a bottle of orange juice and drink it in a few mouthfulls, as soon as he finished, finally leaping into the lake.
"At first I thought he wanted to play in the water, but he all at once got into the water, then started swimming for the other side of the lake!" This young fellow swam along a straight line further and further, in the centre of people's eyesight, very quickly becoming a black spot.

"The weather was so cold, the lake water so freezing, how can he bear it?" The crowd of onlookers talk amongst themselves, looking very worried. "Quick, quick, he is going off course!" Some people were pointing to the black dot shouting "is he unable to bear it!"

Met with this situation, the lake boat's manager before saying a word, harnessed the speed boat and drove toward the 'black spot's' direction. Upon hearing the speed boat, the young fellow turned his head around smiling with a thumbs up, moving toward the boat.
The manager said loudly "the water is too cold, quickly climb up onto the boat". He then helped the young fellow climb up onto the boat. The young fellow was trembling with cold from head to foot, but his faced showed an innocent (?) expression, pointing toward the shore in broken chinese said: "Why did you pull me onto the boat, I had almost reached the other side." "Xuan Wu lake does not permit swimming," the manager explained. "Can you take me to the other side" said the young fellow impatiently. "No, you are wearing too few clothes, its very cold." The manage looked at his shivering lips, the young fellow said nothing else.

Arriving at the bank side, the wind was blowing, and the young fellow was holding his arms with the cold. The manager promptly fetched a coat to give him to wear, the young fellow shook his hand and said "thank you, thank you, i'll return it to you tomorrow."
This young fellow said he is from England and a foreign student and Nanjing University.
(Here is a bit of embellishment courtesy of the papers...)

The reason for jumping in the lake, he enthusiastically said with open arms was "Xuan Wu is simply too beautiful, I couldn't help but embrace it!" (yes...just what i said haha). However, the young fellow previously didn't know that swimming was not allowed. "Later at the bank side I was able to drink in the beautiful scenery," said the young fellow, smiling with his head tilted (hmmmmm......).


Libya Challenge Smashed

My dad just a few days ago returned from Libya after completing the Ultramathon there. Just want to say what a huge inspiration this is for me and how proud I am to have a dad who challenges himself and others in such a way. I am very priviliged to have a dad who I can look up to so much for direction and inspiration and who has done and continues to do so much for others. I don't think you know how much of an influence you are on my life.

Write up from New Foundations :

The Libya Challenge is held in the UNESCO heritage Akakus mountain range in the south east corner of Libya right on the Algerian border. The route covers 194km trailing some millenia old salt caravan trails of Touareg traders and traversing a variety of terrain, Cambrian sandstone mountains thrust up and crumbling to reveal metres thick fossilised seabeds, the ancient coastline dramatically and forcefully realigned by volcanic activity, the plugs majestically fracturing and littering the swirling igneous rocks over the sandy plains like a sea of broken crockery. In other areas vast dunes with airbrushed shadows reach to the horizon against plateaued basalt hills that shift from grey to purple as the sun traverses the sky. There is precious little wild-life, the odd scarab and snake, bleached goat skeleton and haze of flies. Small tenacious tamarisk trees stand to give some perspective to the horizon, and dotted around are occasional windformed overhangs that protect ochre paintings of distant hunting scenes when the area was more verdant some 12,000 years ago.

The camp lies at the edge of the dunes and the day preceding the race medical forms were checked , the mandatory kit signed off (bag, sleeping bag, flare, mirror, compass , whistle, knife, space blanket, antiseptic, and venom pump.) The calories carried in the single stage event must exceed 8000 , and are duly checked, the remainder of the day given over to some serious obsessive compulsive behaviour as kit , sand gaiters and clothing is checked and rechecked.

The next morning all 109 runners are ferried to a road junction where bedouin 4x4's take us to the inflatable arch set , quite bizarrely in the empty void of a plain as it funnels in between two ranges, and untimately into a central wadi (riverbed) that drains the sparce rainfall of the region.

Within an hour of so the field of runners is widely spread and it is clear that for maybe 80% of the race will be run alone unless you are part of a team or find a similar paced athelete.

Checkpoints are place 25kms apart, navigable to only by GPS. the waypoints provided in advance. 4.5litres of water are given to each competitor at each station.

Undertaking this sort of ultramarathon requires training on several levels. Hydration is fundamental yet must be balanced with electrolyte intake, enough to conserve water yet enough to ensure filtration via the kidneys. Passing urine every few hours is a good benchmark of reasonable control, and even at night the occasional headtorch beam reveals an anxious runner at a checkpoint studying the colour of his urine as he pees.

Food is equally important. The stomach shuts down when running and food can stay slushing about for some time resulting in vomiting and acid reflux. Exerting 1000 calories hourly cannot be sustained by carbohydrate intake alone and protein becomes converted to supply fuel, this deriving from muscle breakdown. This is a disaster and protein must be taken in with carbs to maintain stasis. I use a protein/carb mix in drink form to sip throughout the race, with electrolyte supplements hourly.

Heat is another factor the temperature fluctuating between 2-3 degrees and 30+ midday. Heat increases fluid loss, which must be factored in.

More than 50% I think is mental. The repeated voices of dissent rise and resurface complaining of jointpain, the distance, the dry throat, blister pain and even questioning the whole point of the exercise. Dealing with this inner dialogue and debate is something that persists throughout the race. My room-mate Mark, a veteran of ultramarathon running argues that it is best to thrash the body to the baseline state of constant pain as soon as possible, maybe 5-10km knowing that this is the state from which it can't get much worse. From this point therefore you can get to grips with establishing mental acceptance and move on. As one of the 20 people who have completed the double Blackwater ultra, he should know...

I decided to leave my ipod at home to release my mind to think. I chose a challenging book 'Hard to Believe;' - by John Macarthur. I have been reflecting on the sermon on the mount and the narrow door that Jesus talks about, and how many will one day be turned away by Jesus with the chilling words,'I never knew you'. Macarthur expands on this , and quite unfashionably in this present day of inclusivity and the lifestyle church brings us back to the core of the gospel, the cry of the convicted sinner for salvation through the blood of Christ and the new life that is built on the certainty and conviction that comes by acknowledging the Lordship of Jesus Christ. I read the first half before the race on which to reflect, the second on my return. I am not interested in the religiosity of mans view of God, but seek the reality of a relationship with God that Jesus promises.The claims of Jesus are so powerful, extreme and carry such consequences you have to conclude He is indeed the Son of God, or lunatic. There is no middle ground of the beneficial prophet or the winsome stained glass benefactor man has reduced Him to. He is radical and challenging, anarchic and alluring, and each of us have to deal with his claims, to reject to accept. Even to those who professed allegiance His claims were hard to accept, and affirm exclusivity of salvation and heaven through His death; ('No-one comes to the Father except through me')

43"Stop grumbling among yourselves," Jesus answered. 44"No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him, and I will raise him up at the last day. ... 46No one has seen the Father except the one who is from God; only he has seen the Father. 47I tell you the truth, he who believes has everlasting life. 48I am the bread of life. 49Your forefathers ate the manna in the desert, yet they died. 50But here is the bread that comes down from heaven, which a man may eat and not die. 51I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world."

52Then the Jews began to argue sharply among themselves, "How can this man give us his flesh to eat?"

53Jesus said to them, "I tell you the truth, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you. 54Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day. 55For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink. 56Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me, and I in him. 57Just as the living Father sent me and I live because of the Father, so the one who feeds on me will live because of me. 58This is the bread that came down from heaven. Your forefathers ate manna and died, but he who feeds on this bread will live forever." 59He said this while teaching in the synagogue in Capernaum.
60On hearing it, many of his disciples said, "This is a hard teaching. Who can accept it?"
61Aware that his disciples were grumbling about this, Jesus said to them, "Does this offend you? 62What if you see the Son of Man ascend to where he was before! 63The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you are spirit[e] and they are life. 64Yet there are some of you who do not believe." For Jesus had known from the beginning which of them did not believe and who would betray him. 65He went on to say, "This is why I told you that no one can come to me unless the Father has enabled him."

66From this time many of his disciples turned back and no longer followed him.
John 7

His words offended then , and they offend now. They are not open to interpretation or dilution, they are a stone wall of divinely revealed statute. Mans intellect recoils, but this does not justify manipulation to suit our tastes.

Unsurprisingly Jesus retired to the desert, John wandered the Dead Sea basin and the early desert fathers sought refuge in the western egyptian desert to make sense of these claims. It is an environment ideally suited to pray and meditate, to experience the vulnerability of oneself, and the fragility of life amidst the grandeur and permanence of Gods creation.

Why the fossils, why the brevity of life and the geological timeline all around as you run...I don't know, and never will. Certainly the bible repeatedly illustrates the eternity of God, that we are but a breath, a grass, a flower of the field, gone in a season, and the permanence of God is infinite and eternal. Without the frenzy of daily life this truth is reinforced in the solitude of the race.

The nights are velvety black, the stars too numerous to begin to count, and the silence deafening, broken only by footfall on sand. The GPS is a disaster, telling only direction and not elevation or topography (having bought the cheapest). At 3am I almost step into a black ravine some 200ft to the desert floor, having inadvertently climbed a slow incline whilst concentrating too hard on direction. It takes 2 hours to find a safe way down, the narrow headtorch beam swallowed up by the void on each side until it illuminates a sand tongue from which to descend. The night disorientates and for many, lost in similar circumstances retiring to sleep is the only safe option until first light.

The third day traversed a long plain, hot, dry and without shelter. Diarrhoea, shivering, slight confusion, and hallucinations heralded early heatstroke, and water had to be sacrificed for cooling my now throbbing head. The GPS located the bivvy set just behind a line of gorse, a location not visible until within 300metres. I had hallucinated bushes into huts and chicken farms for the past 2 km so I had little hope of finding the tent with rational thought.

A rare offer of Coke was magical, it settles the stomach, replaces electrolytes,provides a caffeine boost and the taste almost universally accepatable, amazing stuff. With a packet of crushed crisps for salt this combo had staggering restorative powers and the next stage was hammered. Checkpoint nine was the final check before the finish , the last stage being 15km across high dunes. Deciding caffeine was the key I brewed a pint of coffee, ditched the rest of my food , filled my camelback and setoff. Thankfully I completed just as night fell. The prospect of another night in the desert was not a good one , and the relief of arriving enormous. No fanfares, no crowds, just an official to take the flare off me, check my time and a handshake. This is not a race for a sprint finish and the glory of the podium. Even the prize money is only a few hundred euros. The greatest crowd gathers for the final competitors, who demonstrate more guts and effort that the winners, as they have fought for longer, with often crippling blisters and problems with hydration and heat. Kirsi, a finnish girl finished with a third of the skin on her feet gone, ulcerated blisters and raw flesh requiring morphine infusions and transfers by wheelchair.

These races are against yourself, your limits, fears, and thresholds of pain, and endurance.

Would I do this again?.......don't know.......I gave it everything I had, it took me into areas of myself I had never been, and distances I had never covered.(until feb this year only 44km/marathon distance, then Thames Meander mid feb, 90km, then Libya within the month to 194km). It is staggering what the body and the mind can do. The sport is very selfish, it takes time and money and I am concious how much Shirley has had to put up with. For this alone its hard to justify a re-run. I am so very grateful for the experience, and to have had such great support in raising funds to establish the clinic for New Foundations.

In this age we are always trying to improve ourselves and develop our potential...nothing wrong with that , but if theres one lesson that comes out strong its that this should never be the priority, but that we should use every opportunity to find out what God reveals about Himself, and to find the narrow door that leads to a eternal relationship with our Father through his Son Jesus Christ, for in doing so His word states that God the Father , His Son and Holy Spirit will come to dwell in us, what could be more amazing and relevant a purpose for our short little lives.

David Donovan


Travels wrap up

All in all I got 5 weeks of traveling in around the south of China, 3 weeks around the province of Yunnan by myself, 1 week around Guilin and Yanghuo with friends, and a further week on the southernmost point of of China, the tropical island of Hainan.

Was such a great time and there is too much that happened for me to write about, mainly because I am feeling too lazy to and there are other things I want to do right now.

I feel very lucky to have had the time to just travel around for 5 weeks with no responsibility, and am now ready for getting back to studies, better eating, and training.

Some highlights:

- Getting destroyed by a 60 year old chinese Stallone in an arm wrestle.
- Catching the sunrise at the Yuanyan rice terraces at 7am.
- Eating phat banana pancakes and peanut butter ice cream.
- Overnight sleeper bus sandwiched between two chinese.
- Freezing to death in bed fully clothed watching Jurassic Park on VCD with a German travelling companion.
- Eating insane amounts of fruit I have never heard of or seen before.
- Having Yan introduce me to Naiwan baozi (yummmmmmmmm).
- Taking a stroll with friends along the most surreal and depressing beach just before Hainan.
- Playing with fireworks :).
- Just chilling on the beach with friends.
- Jumping from rocks into a waterfall in the rain forest.
- Owning at 'the flip flop game' with Tom.
- Getting smashed by waves at the beach.
- Trekking the Tiger leaping Gorge with safe people I just met.
- Being looked after by Mama and Papa and 'Mama's Naxi Guesthouse'.