Body like a temple....

....no not a temple of doom, actually.

As I sit here on this sunday afternoon, legs burning, covered in....er.....'glow' I can reflect on the fact that having been up since 6am this morning, and having driven an 85 mile round trip I also managed to pop in a little half marathon.


Yes today I completely my first half

2 hours

38 minutes

13.1 miles

It was fantastic.


To the people of Reading I say thank you, thanks for all the great cheers, thank you to the vaseline women (you dont want to know), thank you to the people outside their house playing 'eye of the tiger' at mile 9, thank you to the toddlers banging wooden spoons on saucepans, thank you to the guy that offered me his beer at mile 10 ( i didn't take it god know I wanted to) and finally thank you to the two women at the start who came up to me and said "which way are we running".

For the record the elite runners (those who finish in silly times like 1 hour 10 etc) start at the front and there are markers along the starting line for your expected finish time. I started at the back (the 2hour plus people) along with all the other mums, grey hairs and fatties...so for those two women to ask which way the race was running.......

...on the plus side at least I didn't get beaten by a one legged man like I did for my last race.


Like I said, my body is a temple.