I had a bad back when I was 19, so long ago to be long forgotten until this 26 year niggle came up in an MRI on my injured groin.
As I ran through New York, I should have known it wasn’t just injury. I was exhausted to the point of burnout and depression was eating me inside and out.
It’s definitely my last big fundraising year… and what better way to do it than to support 4 fabulous charities with 20 marathons in 2020??
Whatever Santa left under the running tree, remember it’s your journey and do it your way. Here are just some tips for beginners gained along my journey in 5 years from fat-bloke to 30 marathons…
My look back on 2018, a year when triumph and disaster were both met in the same manner, when the boy in his 40’s truly became a man.