Energy cannot disappear, it can only be changed. Or something like that. I’m not one for physics, but I watch Outlander and Claire Fraser is pretty smart. More relevantly, my energy can not disappear, not truly. So here’s hoping it’s transferred with guts and glory to another runner’s passion project, running with heart and soul around beautiful Wales.
Those of you that know me will know that I have long had a love/hate relationship with running. I was actually a sprinter in my youth but then many years of doing not much exercise other than dancing at clubs meant my running ability severely suffered. Roll on to 2002, I had just come back from nearly 2 years of travelling and was out of work. I was at the gym one day and heard an advert for charity places in the London Marathon. I thought, why not? A few months later and I dragged myself round 26.2 miles in just (and I mean just) under 5 hours. Never again I said 😀
After that I did bits of running, nothing serious although I did enter a couple of half marathons and did the Great North Run in 2010. I never particularly enjoyed it, I just did…
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