The Change Agent

Running as fast as I can at my 50s whilst taking photographs in the process. Based in Surrey.

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August 15, 2019 Nikki Sansom

Do you know your running self?

July 24, 2019 Nikki Sansom

5 simple ways to fulfil my running potential

April 7, 2019July 23, 2019 Nikki Sansom

Lessons learnt from running the Cranleigh 15

March 24, 2019July 23, 2019 Nikki Sansom

You are never too old to learn to ski

September 19, 2018July 23, 2019 Nikki Sansom

Surrey Road Relays 2018

September 8, 2018July 23, 2019 Nikki Sansom

Start the weekend with a Park Run

July 7, 2018July 23, 2019 Nikki Sansom

Post race recovery is essential for me

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At last! Managed to say to goodbye to a migraine and get out for an easy trot around the trails. Some decades on I now understand what Mum meant when she said she ‘had one of her heads’. I hear you Mum 🤗
Autumn in full flow in the Hurtwood 😍
A good walk with Ted to loosen off the legs before a conditioning set later. All accompanied by wonderful autumnal sights and smells 🍁🍄🐿 Mid week hump day is working out just fine, hope yours is too😊
Tuesdays come round quickly and it’s time for my hardest session of the week. Done, in the bag and now recovering with a Guinness. Feeling virtuous 😇
On National Grandparents Day, it seems my love of sport might be in the genes. Love this image of my Grandma all set to play tennis in 1920s Hartley Wintney, Hampshire. I think I’ll stick to the lycra though!
The weekend is looking good already 😊
Still hanging on to the shorts and T-shirt for my early morning runs, but only just. Guess it must be time to dig around the back of the cupboard and find my winter running tights.
NATIONAL POETRY DAY • An Epilogue by John Masefield • I have seen flowers come in stony places • And kind things done by men with ugly faces, • And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races. • So I trust, too. •
Another evening glued to the World Athletics Championships on the TV! Lucky it’s a rest day for me and time to put feet up 😊
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