Fuck, fuck, fuck…fuckity fuck…. I’d missed my alarm and was now in a state of mild panic. Last felt as an under prepared, over partied student, except I couldn’t balls this up…I was a (first time) Centurion volunteer (at their Thames Path 100 race) and there were expectations to be met. The email from HQ…
Bollix…I’m injured! I’ve pushed it too hard and ignored the one thing I worked hard on last year…core strength and flexibility. Running 3 races in 8 weeks (31, 50, 46 miles) without attention to the above has done me in. Medial effing knee pain.
Next year I’ve set myself the goal of running my first 100 mile race. The target is the Autumn 100 in October 2015 (rebranded from the Winter 100) brought to us by the chaps over at Centurion Running. I’d wanted to run the North Downs Way 100 (living some 5 miles from Box Hill and regularly running…
