Back in January I was on schedule for April 22nd, thriving from 12-mile runs on beautiful winter mornings. I was then thwarted by a bad chest infection and cold, from which I’m still not fully recovered.
This week was decision week. I did a short run to test out my chest and the small niggle in my left foot. The decision was, unfortunately, easy to make. Today I called the charity I was running for and pulled out of this year’s London Marathon.
Thankfully all is not lost: the lovely people at the MS Society have let me defer my place. So, whilst I am incredibly disappointed I’ve not made it to the starting line for the second time, I’m already looking forward to next year.
I’ve now got a fantastic opportunity to make it third time lucky. With the additional confidence stemming from how well my training was going this year, I’m going to give it everything I’ve got next year. I’ve really settled in to minimalist running, to the point that heel-strike running feels really weird.
Unlike last year I’m going to try to keep up the running throughout the year and include a smattering of half marathons. There’s even talk of a relay run from London to Paris, but more on that another time. I’ll just be sure to steer clear of the germ-ridden tube from December until April to avoid another winter bug!
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