It’s been a long time since I’ve posted here. Somewhere something in me just changed and running just felt like punishment. 35 miles had felt like such an achievement and going *further* felt impossible. London Marathon helped a little – it really is a special event.
I didn’t give up altogether though. In 2010 I trained for Brighton’s inaugural marathon – it was an interesting time – training with a partner again for the first time in a long time! Unfortunately spending the week prior to the event unable to keep down food I couldn’t enter. This really hit me and there started my downward spiral.
A few pool sprint triathlons and a duathlon was a temporary diversion but training in 2010 ended in September altogether!
There is only one thing left to do… find the fun in training. There must be a happy medium, right?
