In eleven weeks time I am due to run the Brighton Marathon. This isn't as much time as it sounds. As the last two weeks are intended as something of a warmdown, or taper as they call it in the business, I only have nine weeks to build myself up to marathon level. I was hoping to do an 8km run today, but I don't think my legs have fully recovered from my previous two runs, and so while the romantic thing would be to run through the pain, as so often is the case, the romantic thing is also the stupid thing. The clever thing is to wait until tomorrow, so this is what I shall do.
No one said this would ever be easy.
They want you to fail
because they don't want to be alone.
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