I’ll start with the obvious: I wasn’t sure I needed the Nike Alphafly 3. Hell, I knew I didn't need this.
Ten years ago, a random bit of post landed on my doorstep that changed everything.
This year has crept up on me, especially when it comes to my running. By mid-September most years, my race calendar would already be set in stone. But here we are, January 10th, and I still don’t really know what the year ahead holds. Well, except for one thing...
This year I had one clear goal: run a sub four and a half hour marathon. I missed it by eleven minutes. I failed. It has been a very hard pill to swallow because the only person to blame for this failure is me.
run. Run to catch buses, sprinted away from monkeys in India, dashed to get to the front of the lunch queues at school but in ten of the thousands of days I’ve run marathons.
With almost 3,000 feet of elevation gain, very challenging terrain and being exposed to all the elements of wet and windy Wales the Snowdonia Marathon is regularly called the toughest marathon in the UK. Regardless, I chose this race as my tenth marathon. Why? Because despite all the reasons I shouldn't have done it I couldn’t imagine doing any other race to celebrate this milestone.
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