Thursday, 13 January 2011


Last night I ran.

I came home tired and satisfied from a long and very busy day. I sat down, had a drink and a snack, and resigned myself to not running.

Then, 10 minutes later, I was eager, wrapped up in high-vis and lycra, anxious to move.

It was dark and the passing cars' lights were too bright. The wet pavements shone under the streetlights. Shadows cast over my path causing a couple of dodgy paces. But I ran and ran. It hurt my already-tired body, it troubled my still-suffering lungs. But it was awesome.

Half marathon in 10 days, after almost zero training. I can't wait!

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