Yesterday I said I was on the Janathon train. Although, that may have been exaggeration, yes I was on it, but only barely. In fact, I was clinging on by the skin of my teeth. The fingernails of one hand were dug into the rusty steel, my other hand groping for a better grip, my legs flailing in mid-air. But the important thing was that I was on it.
Day 2: 12.1km muddy run in the Lincolnshire countryside.
I'm definitely on the train now. I'm strapped in like Lewis Hamilton in his Mercedes, like a teenager on Nemesis at Alton Towers, like Buzz Aldrin in Apollo 11 at take-off.
Today's run = 12.1km
Janathon Total = 15.38km
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Well done for getting in to your seat, now fasten the seat belt securely.
“Today’s run = 21.1km
Janathon Total = 15.38km”
You might want to edit that 🙂
But nice run off course!
Good spot!!
Well done on both days – can’t say I’ve tried running with a hangover, and the Janathon posts go some way to putting me off entirely!
Great start!
Well done – back on the horse.