But anyway, Saturday brought us the visit of Middlesbrough...
Yep, I'll move on...
And Sunday, running had to be met with pride... and it was! A nice 10 hour lie in and I was ready and raring to go. The weather was beautiful: light rain and a reasonable wind, perfect for a jog (pronounced yog). After a little stretch, I began running, having no idea of where I wanted to go or how long I wanted to take. With QPR v Everton on TV, I didn't mind being out for a while...
But today was very successful, I just kept going! For miles!
And it appears that I passed people I knew today (nothing like a bit of encouragement)...
- Hi Andy and Karen, I didn't see you, but thanks for waving.
- Hi Man in Orange Mini, thanks for the support and the wave and honk, but I didn't see who you were.
- Hi People on Speldhurst Hill, I'm sorry for running past your pub on a Sunday afternoon, thanks for the advice/abuse (not sure which it was).
But yes; the running was sublime. 8 miles, 95 minutes. Really bloody sore now though... not my legs but my shoulders, apparently running is all in the arms...
After the love I received after the last edit, I have brought you this lovely picture... it's from the thoughts I had today about the worrying prospect of having to wee/poo during the marathon...
I should probably go before I start running, and avoid a Vindaloo the night before...
Anyway, as always:
Route for Wednesday Week 3: 8.07 miles, 95 minutes.
Estimated Marathon Completion Time: 5 hours 30 mins (fingers crossed)
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