Monday, 30 May 2016

Life on the Cliff Edge - Part 1 An update

I met an old friend this week who asked “How’s life Jack, how are you doing?”. The easy answer is ‘fine thanks. You?’
The truth is more like this : - “It’s going spectacularly well, and also spectacularly badly”. Life on the cliff edge, that’s me, living life at the height of the cliff, but always with my feet dangling over the edge.

It’s been a year now since I raced the Out of the Blue event at Ashburnham Place that kicked this whole ‘running from suicide’ thing into action, and since then, things have exploded beyond my wildest imaginings.

In the last few weeks alone ……

·       I’ve run faster than ever before, setting a personal best at the London Marathon in 3h17.
·         I’ve also run further than ever before, running my first ultra event yesterday and coming 9th overall out of 151 at the Weald Challenge 50k. Incredible race, and by far the most beautiful to date.
·         I’ve been coached by Liz Yelling, double Olympian marathon runner when she came down to Bexhill with Body Shock Fitness to take a Saturday morning session.
·         There are 39 runners aged between 12 and 76 coming along to the Hastings Tuesday evening session, another 30+ who’ve expressed an interest in the new Monday group, plus 14 who come along Saturday mornings to the Sidley group
·         I’ve joined a couple of runners for their very first 5k race, cheering them on as best as I could, and may I just say, those girls can sprint – way to finish strong!
·         I’ve completed the first weekend of running Coach training with England up in Carshalton (THAT was intense!)
·         I’ve spend 5 hours up on Beachy Head with the Beachy Head Chaplaincy Team (BHCT), observing a shift as the team live their lives on the literal cliff edge, talking and loving people back from the edge.

The cliff edge.
For me, the cliff edge is quite literally ‘holy ground’. It’s terrifying and overwhelming in ways I can’t possibly express here. And yet, there is no place I’d rather be. I visit the white cliffs of Beachy Head almost every week now, and it is without doubt now my favourite place in the world. I can see it from the end of my road too. The cliff edge. It’s where I belong. It’s where life meets death, and it’s where I want to be so that I can pray, run, whatever it takes….

Fields of Life
The day I went up with the BHCT for the first time, someone sent me this. This person didn’t know anything about my visit to the Cliff Edge, making it all the more poignant that she sent it that Friday.
“God, You did everything you promised, and I’m thanking you with all my heart. You pulled me back from the cliff edge of doom. Now I stroll at leisure with God in the sunlit fields of life.”

Come and run with me, it might just change your life


  1. Life is very exciting Jax, I'm cheering you on and you are making a real difference to so many people. I'm hoping my run with you might just change my life! Mich x

    1. Funny you should mention cheering me on - you'll enjoy the next post then ;-) Looking forward to seeing you next week and cheering you right back x