Almeria was a grand weekend, and life hasn’t quite returned to normal. Perhaps the apres-race took it out of me. Whatever it was, I seem to have taken my eye off the ball. Last Saturday I had a difficult 18 miler. The first 12 or 14 were OK, but the rest was cold and dark and slow. For the first time in a long time, I began to wonder about the wisdom of marathons, and these long preparatory runs.… READ MORE.... …