Two sleeps. Or two not-a-lot-of-sleeps. We’re heading down to Greenwich tomorrow to pick up my race number and spend the night pretty much as close as we can to the start line. I am nervous. Actually, probably more nervous than I was before Brighton. I know I’m hurt, and I don’t know how it’s going…
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Nearly a fortnight
In my slight defence, my computer has been in hospital… failed logic board, apparently. I know how it feels! I have carried on feeling great… I ran last Thursday and last Saturday – just over 5k each time. Fast and gentle, if that’s a possible combination. Actually, it must be. I felt like a gentle…
Running Between The Water Stations 