So what’s gone wrong? As usual, my stupidity has turned an enforced break into something much worse. Last weekend I was in Manchester, enjoying too much Champagne and Timothy Taylor’s Landlord, and barbecued animal. I returned without a weekend long run to log in my spreadsheet, and with extra corporeal ballast to lug around the mean streets of West Berkshire. That was bad enough, but worse was a painful toe that gave me the excuse I needed to take a few days off.… READ MORE.... …