Races tend to bring out the worst in me and my running. Blame it on lack of confidence. Blame it on a fear of looking stupid. Or just blame it on my uber-competitive streak. Yes, I’ve been known to put on a burst of speed just to stay ahead of the school kids doing cross-country in my local park.
A tough decision
It’s April. The evening’s are light again. Blossom’s bursting out everywhere. And so is spring marathon fever.
Still a couple of weeks to go until London. This weekend it’s the turn of Brighton. And Paris. And….Taunton.
My twitter feed’s full of fear and anticipation, in equal measure. Taper craziness is in the air.