The rest of 2010 - between marathons

[marathondan]

Well 'tis better to have logged and lost than never to have logged at all. I was so naive in my early running days, that I didn't make any records of my runs - sometimes I didn't even run with a watch. (I know!)

So now I have to use my imagination, and rely on my subjective memories of those early, tentative plods along the Grand Union Canal. I have to recreate images of the late spring sun on the water, the boat-dwellers who called encouragement, the grumpy fishermen. I have to work to recall the psychological growth that I underwent in setting myself a physical challenge for the first time in my life.

That kind of sentimental trivia is no substitute for staring at hard, cold facts on a screen.