Lance Armstrong congratulated me on my furthest run yet, today, in my preparation for this year's London Marathon on April 13th. I took the congratulations in my stride, put my ipod and its Nike+ attachment back in my pocket, then hobbled home. (If you have an Ipod Nike+ you'll know what I mean, if not, Lance Armstrong congratulated me - let's leave it at that). The hobble was supposed to be a 200 metre warm down. But it was definitely a hobble marked by a woman who passed me while talking to her boyfriend. She paused her conversation and in her loudest whisper, after snatching a second glance at me, said: 'He must be mad, him'.
When I got home, my wife looked in horror at me and said that I looked like I'd been crying for the 2 hours+ that I'd been out.
I wasn't feeling great, but good that I'd completed the 3rd longest run I'll be running until the big day itself, until met by these two comments, so thanks Lance for the enthusiasm.
So, that's my first post on my new blog which will mainly be about my runs, tips I find out about running and marathon training in the next few weeks. But until the next run I'm off to put my feet up and knees on ice.
