Well I went for another 2 mile run the other day, after first spending an hour at my parents house shifting the heaviest kitchen worktop in the world and generally moving heavy stuff around.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, your humble narrator is now famous; With a face now known by millions, (or at least everyone who reads the Surrey Guardian) I can hold my head high as I walk the streets, confident that I will receive invites to A-list social events and copious freebies as befits my general splendour.
Before we begin the training regime, I need to do some research - what should I do to train? How much training do I need, what about clothing etc.
My work colleague made me aware of a rather terrifying 8 mile “funrun” which involves signing a “death warrant”.
Naturally, I was hooked from there on, so I’m signing up for it.










