Tomorrow I am going to run my first half Marathon, in Reading.
I started tracking my running around three years ago and apparently I have now run around 1600 km or 250,000 calories, which is like, 3 Whoppers.
How am I feeling?
Well, my hamstring hurts a bit due to a bit of silly sprint training in the park which should have never happened.
My good trainers have shrunk after I washed them and my left toe has broken through them, so will have to wear the old ones with less bounce
My iPhone fell out of my jacket this week and the back cracked.
The Velcro on the running strap doesn’t work.
But despite all of these slight setbacks I’m pretty excited.
I have my play-list (Feel-good Sunday morning Supertramp for the first half, trancey Tiesto for the second)
I have my magnificent pal Ben Bishop – who is a professional actor to boot – to go the distance with,
The iPhone works.
I have had an absolute carb fest for lunch
And I’m about to buy myself something cool to run in tomorrow.
This year I decided to run for Alzheimer’s. My grandmother Laura, is not a sufferer but she has now been in a world of her own for a good few years. Abuela Laura entered hospital today. She is stable.
I dedicate the race tomorrow to her.

