After almost 5 weeks of no running (work, sickness and wisdom teeth have conspired against my best intentions), and having a desert tonight with dinner that was described as a “calorie bomb” by the waitress (which it was), I decided to finally slap down the entry fee and enter the marathon in Barcelona in March.
thatwasalongsentence. I’ve been told my target time is too ambitious. I think I just need to train more. Ever heard something like that coming from me before? That’s the sounds of me heading toward a(nother) blown up achilles.
Perfect, that means I can justify this: Another calorie bomb please.
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