He's just tackled his first run where the mileage reached double figures.
It's all part of his preparations for the Great North Run which Chris will be running with his personal trainer from Springs gym.
This is how he fared.


BELIEVE it or not, this is a photograph of me feeling pleased with myself.
I had just completed a 10-mile road run for the first time in my life.
As I sat and relaxed in Springs gym, I reflected on the progress I was making towards getting ready for the Great North Run.
I did it in one hour and 46 minutes and I had plenty left in the tank. Me and my personal trainer Chris I'Anson reckoned I could have easily gone on to complete 13 miles in two hours and 15 minutes.
I was delighted. There's still 12 weeks to go to the Great North Run and I am pretty much on target.
As always, Chris was there to keep me company on the training run. It was a feat in itself for him. He'd had a stomach bug for three days and now he was tackling ten miles of running.
The accompanying map shows the route we took. We headed out of Springs and braved driving winds as we ran along the seafront towards Seaton Carew.
It was a tough start to a long run. The gales were taking my breath away. Not what you want at the start of a marathon effort (well, half marathon).
Previous runs had seen me reach Seaton and then turn back to the gym. Not today. We kept going through Seaton and on towards the power station. By now, my breathing had steadied itself and my legs were feeling surprisingly strong.
It was testament to Chris's advice in the days leading up to the run.
Eat loads of carbohydrates, he said.
I did. I scoffed pasta, potato and rice as if I depended on it.
We turned on to Brenda Road and ran past the imposing factories. I was in a rhythm and picking up pace even though we were hitting the seven mile mark. I was into unknown territory for me.
But it felt good. It felt good to know I was still going strong.
We were now running down Belle Vue Way and getting faster. This was good. As we reached Tesco as I was still slowly increasing the pace.
All the while, I remained cautious because I knew I could hit a feeling of intense tiredness at any time.
It did not happen. We headed down Burn Road, back towards Mainsforth Terrace and on to Newburn Bridge.
I was in a steady rhythm and realising that this was going to be easy.
We arrived back in the Marina area still in good shape and I managed a half mile sprint at the end.
I've run 10 miles and done it comfortably. Surely, a half marathon will be a doddle now. Won't it?