Monday, April 16

2 hours, 13 minutes, 38 seconds.
That is my official time after I completed the Reading Half-Marathoin last week. I'm pretty chuffed.
Not only was my time faster on a pro rata basis than the 10 mile race I did late last year, it's also the furthest I have ever run -- a little before my 40th too.
Again I surprised myself by sprinting at the end, although the pressure of a fellow runner also sprinting to my side pushed me to the very edge of my competitive boundaries.
I felt like I was going to vomit, having been pretty comfortable past the 13 mile mark.
The pain you put yourself through in order to finish 5 thousandth and 94th -- or whatever it was -- rather than 5 thousandth and 95th!
Next on the agenda, or course, is the big one; double the longest distance I've done to date.
I hope you don't mind if I sleep on it for a bit.