Yesterday I felt on top of the world. I was amazing. I was running through the streets of London wanting to tell random strangers how amazing I was. I was a totally, totally, totally amazing woman who could run and run and run just like Forrest Gump but faster.
I had forgotten about the pain of my sore throat and how my legs felt like lead for the first 4 miles cos by the time I'd dodged the Sports Relief 1 mile runners who were scattered around Central London in a variety of sports clothing and funny looking costume and made it to mile 14 I felt bionic.
This belief that I had near superpowers made me decide to up the pace for the last 4 miles and I reached Archway at a really reasonable time of 3 hours 36 mins. I should have realised I'd overdone it a bit when I lost the ability to add 17 and 19 and struggled to walked the remaining half an hour to my flat but I was still immune!
Today I woke up and realised I really didn't feel well and that my legs were really stiff and achey. I've walked to work and am taking it easy but still feel absolutely shattered and plan to book the day after the marathon off work.
On a sunny, happy point I was really pleased to have been sponsored by someone just after I did my 18 miles and that alone makes today's aches and pains worth it!
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