For a lot of my life running a marathon was one of those pipe dream sortsĀ of things. I’d always wanted to do one but found a suitably long list of reasons why I couldn’t. No time to train. Didn’t get a place in the ballot. Worried that I’d have to give up football to prepare. Well, at long last I did it! 26.2 miles on the streets of London in 3 hours and 50 minutes.

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