Oh Shit

Six days to go until the Brighton Half, and I was feeling pretty good all things considered.  The fact that the Brighton Half has a sensible cut off (3.5 hours - you could walk half of it and still be well within the limit) and that I didn't need to worry about being followed through … Continue reading Oh Shit

Maranoia

It's official. I've reached that stage. The stage where you aren't going to get any sense out of me until April 15th. The onset of Maranoia, which is a state of anxiety afflicting marathon runners in their latter stages of training, whereby they are constantly convinced they will become ill, injured or otherwise afflicted by … Continue reading Maranoia