Last weekend I managed my longest run so far all the way to the thriving business district that is Canary Wharf.
Suffering under the strain of a persistent injury, yet again my personal trainer had to give up after 25km and catch the tube home, while I carried on going for six more kilometres and managed to beat him back by the same number of minutes. Either this proves just how slow the tubes really are or else demonstrates just how fast I can run!
The bank holiday weekend promises to be a tough one as I’m aiming to cover 35km – the longest training session before the real event. Fingers crossed for a snow and injury free day.