Quite painful this training session and my running gear took some time to warm up (no, I do not mean the cloths, I mean my muscles!). My brain was asleep all the way…no signs of intelligence whatsoever. Towards the end of the session I realised that I had listened to the same song for over thirty minutes…my ipod was on repeat.
Meanwhile I was wondering how I ended up running the London Marathon. Well, it was one of those great collective ideas from Goodenough. Over the summer, I was writing like crazy for my PhD (back then I still hoped to finish everything by September). My friend Alma was her usual amazing self, supporting me in every possible way, while doing the PhD herself. One evening, on the rooftop, over a glass of wine, she told me about her brother who used to live in Goodenough. Her brother was training for a triathlon. Following his example, Alma had decided to run a marathon in order to keep herself busy and healthy. I immediately jumped in and decided to do it too. Of course I had no clue about what it involved, but sometimes ignorance is a bliss. The London marathon was the easiest option (as it did not involve any travelling) and Goodenough was my only choice in terms of charities. However, we did not know if we would get places. In the meantime, Alma’s father died, she had to go back to Mexico to support her family. I stayed here and kept running, training and hoping that on the 22nd of April Alma would be there to watch me running and be proud of the way her idea materialised.
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