OT - Run, Fat Boy, Run!!

[Mike Wood]

Seemed like a real good idea signing up for the Liverpool Marathon back in February for a 40th birthday present to myself.

That was back in February, and now, my big run is errr, on Sunday

I've jogged my way over quite a few miles of tarmac in a poor attempt to convince myself running is FUN. It isn't. Massaging blistered feet with a recovery beer is about the only glimmer of pleasure that I have discovered from plodding my long and lonely road.

I'm still doubting my ability to "go the distance"... the weather report is truly atrocious... but I have promised myself an unrestricted Indian feast washed down with at least a gallon of Cobra after I have crossed the finishing line.

I'm not aiming for a "time"... a "finish" for my first marathon will be an achievement in itself (realistically under five hours )

On tonight's 10km jog through torrential rain and hailstones, I realised I'm still in need of a pretty big measure of support and motivation to keep me going over 26 miles (42 kilometres) of blood sweat and tears.

I will be cheered by any wishes of support you guys can offer me on Sunday morning.

Mike Wood (Runner #6938 - there's no hiding it!!)