I’ve just come back from my last run before Sunday. Sunday, 24th April, 2016, the London Marathon.
Tonights run was a slow, gentle and short leg turner. I smiled all the way round.
I realised that Sunday is the lap of honour, the result of all this training. I let myself be proud of myself for a bit.
I am a runner. No matter what happens on Sunday, I am a runner.
London Marathon, I’m coming.
You are a runner! And an amazing, fabulous, fantastic one at that!!! I love you!
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Who would have thought it? You are brilliant and sunday will be brilliant. So very proud.
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