De duh de de der
De duh der der
De duh de der der der der!
Etc.
Crazy, bleached-perm, Euro soft rock classics aside, I am now in my final week and have just been treated to a thorough pasting at the powerful hands (and elbows) of Hannelle, my sports masseuse. Ouch.
Much needed though. My left leg was beyond tight and excruciatingly painful from hip to toe. It's been hammered accordingly and now feels a lot looser and lighter.
Thankfully, my right leg was nowhere near as bad, so the air was only blue for half an hour!
This week, I've got two very gentle four milers to do: one tomorrow and one on Thursday. And the race itself.
This is it! I am ready to take on the London Marathon. This isn't just about participation; it's about competing and completing it as fast as I can.
I'm fitter, faster and stronger than I've ever been, so this is the best chance I've had so far in my life.
I can't wait!
Apologies in advance for the copious updates that will no doubt follow as the week progresses.
We're heading for Venus.
Well...Docklands!
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