After the painful disappointments of the last couple of days, the run I had tonight was a great relief. It was the usual 3.67 miles but I managed a new world record for the course: 35:53, or a pace of 9:46 per mile. The first sub-10 minute mile averaged over a run. Hurrah! Watch out Khannouchi! Watch out Painter! Watch out Radcliffe! I’m coming after you!
After the run came a sweaty visit to the gym, emerging 45 minutes later feeling vibrant and oh-so virtuous. I even did some proper stretching. What’s the world coming to? Next thing, I’ll be changing my underpants every day.
Have made an appointment to see a podiatrist at a local sports centre on Monday evening. I need to try to circumvent the gruesome blister and blackened toenail saga of the London campaign.
Only joking about the underpants. It’s true that they get a bit sweaty when you run, but a fresh pair every week still seems quite adequate. And you always get a seat to yourself on the train…
