In a week's time I will have finished. I will be drinking my first alcohol for eight weeks, and insisting that I will never run another marathon again. For today, I ran a mere ten miles, some of it in thick fog, though the Cuckmere valley was in bright sunshine. I have now run at least 451.18 miles in fifteen weeks in training, probably more, given various Garmin breakdowns. Another 26.2 will be as nothing. This week saw my last ever run at work, a hills session-though central London hills are not quite the same as we have here in Sussex, Lloyd Baker Street was the best I could find, and two five mile runs along the front. I should have run a further four miles yesterday, but the small matter of taking my wife to hospital after she fell downstairs and broke her leg rendered this impossible.
Miles this week: 25.86
One week till the Brighton marathon.
It's not too late to sponsor me for Brighton. I'm running for the Moorfields Eye Hospital Development Fund and you can support me at: http://www.justgiving.com/tomroper
