OK, it’s back to business. The seven weeks since Hamburg have been profoundly unhealthy. In that time I’ve run only 10 times. I’ve stuffed myself with empty calories and fat, and sunk into the sort of lethargy that only a marathon can provoke. It’s a familiar experience. The (perhaps surprising) consolation is that I never feel a sense of sacrifice or gloom about buckling under again.… READ MORE.... …