Another week has gone by, and another day has been lost to real life intervening with my dream. At least I've followed up on my "note to planning department" and found another route (one that also complies with the requirement that there be street lights so I don't break my neck in the dark) although it suffers badly from the seasonal problem of lying water after a fortnight's heavy rain - one stretch of about fifty yards saw me running on the wrong side of the road as both footpath and half the road were under water. So, of the 14 miles that the schedule had planned for me, I only covered 11 miles, but I'm already one mile ahead this week, and feeling good about the running.
Then, while I was checking my training diary for the facts upon which this literary masterpiece is based, I realised that I still hadn't got my entry in for my first warm-up race - the Delamere Dash on 4th January - only 3 weeks away! And, while I'm in the cheque- and entry-form writing mood, I'll complete my Ironbridge 1/2 Marathon entry. Quick walk to the post box (only exercise of the day!) and the dice are cast, my bridges all are crossed...I'm committed!
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