Last legs

I have only just realised that I supposed to run a marathon. In less than two weeks. Why did no one tell me? For thirteen weeks I have been distracting myself with trying to work 4 runs a week into my life, eating for two, working out what exhibitions or gigs I can see in New York and budgeting for an Anthropologie shopping spree.

I had completely forgotten I was supposed to get up at 5 am and run 26.2 miles. Slowly.

Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!

LON