The long road to the start line…

Along my road to the Paris Marathon I kept a running blog going as a kind of "encouragement via threat of public humiliation" - if I told everyone about this stuff I'd have to keep it up. The original posts were lost as part of some software upgrade or other, but here's a collection of bits I saved... The body beautiful... Someone's three year old daughter was admiring my "boobs" the other day when I'd taken off my t-shirt after a kick-about with the kids. From the mouths of babes... When I committed to running a marathon next year I knew it was going to be a struggle. I was very unfit and I'd never run further than 5k. My fastest 5k time was 25 minutes (though I was dressed…
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