On the home straight
So, we’ve now hit the final home straight with just five days to go until the 30th London Marathon.
After a few weeks of injury nightmares, I was delighted to go out on Sunday and get through a 16 mile run. Not what you’d normally be advised to do so close to the Marathon, but it’s given me such a confidence boost. Besides, if I followed every bit of running advice that’s come my way, I wouldn’t even be thinking of taking the challenge on! A natural-born athlete I am not!
And that final training run wasn’t without incident, either. 2 hours in I managed to trip over a tree-root along the Thames Path and fall into a spectacular heap. It was pure Hollywood. I even managed to shoe-horn myself into a forward roll while trying to break the impact of the fall. Haven’t done one of those since primary school.
I think what surprised me most was that I didn’t see the tree-root coming. Trust me, at the speed I run, there should have been more than enough time for me to get out of the way….and to grow a beard. Even worse, somebody saw it all unfold. Hey, I might become a Youtube hit!
So today I’m left nursing a nice collection of scrapes and grazes together with the most spectacular bruise just above my right hip. It’s a beautiful collage of blues, purples and black. And it’s massive. I look like I’ve gone 10 rounds with Mike Tyson.
Maybe I should take up bowls instead...or synchronised loafing. Actually, un-synchronised loafing sounds more like it.
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