Well, I signed up for the Marathon at the end of October, as April was ages away and then immediately got man-flu! Not letting this deter me, as soon as I was on the mend, it was back to gym for a gung-ho approach to training. Second outing on the treadmill and my ankle took a beating and that was the end of the training right up to Christmas.
Christmas came and went, and the extra pounds came but didn’t go and in Jan it was time to try a return to the gym. Alas, the ankle problems still persisted and the approaching date of 17 April was no longer “in the Spring of next year…”
Time for some drastic action and a very quick learning curve on personal fitness. Perhaps this has been a blessing in disguise as it has forced me into looking at alternative exercise to simply hitting the treadmill.
A few wise words and a sports massage later from the fantastic guys at Purus in Covent Garden (thanks!!) and the training is starting to get back on track – hoorah!
So, with just under 10 weeks to go, 26.2 miles round London does seem to be quite a mountain to climb. At the moment, providing my leg (and the rest of me) holds up, I’ve got to say that I’m really looking forward to the event, although the concept of running twice my furthest distance is still quite ominous.
I hope that once it’s all over, I’ll be able to look back on a brilliant day and that I’ll manage to raise my charity target for Asthma UK and all the good work that they do.
So, I managed 10 miles yesterday, ankle and rest of me in one piece.. 16.2 miles left to go…