Had to dust off the shorts for Saturday’s long run.The sun was shining, temperature warm(ish) and there was no way I was going to swelter round 18 miles in a pair of Ron Hills. In past years there’s always been a slight hesitation before I inflict my bare flesh on Joe Public and a few contortions in front of the mirror to decide just how scary I might look!This year for the first time I really didn’t care. If I could run 18 miles I really didn’t care any more what anyone thought and comfort was my main priority.

It was a good run at the same pace as the previous week and the same route, combining three of my shorter runs to make up the 18 miles. I had company for the first 5 miles and did the rest on my own. All the long runs help build up confidence although I must admit to feeling the first twinges of nervousness with less than 4 weeks to go now till the marathon.

There was of course another incentive to complete the 18 miles – to get back and support Ireland in the rugby (which might just have involved some of the “black stuff” which of course is good for you!) Did I mention they won the Grand Slam….!!!!!!!!!!

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