Countdown...

Tired, tired, tired....and only four days remain until the marathon mission!

Everything happens at once, doesn't make any difference whether it's work, social life or relationships - one minute no work, then more work than you could possibly imagine, no parties and then ten invites for the same day, as and for relationships...

The last three months have been tough, running fills every available weekend, mid week trips to the gym, no drinking at the weekend as runs planned for the following day. Funnily enough, the habit has kicked in and now I find that I no longer fancy getting hammered, although saying that, we are a week away from the big day, I get a taste for a 'liquid cocaine' and next thing you know I am disco dancing in Mother Browns! That aside it has been a sober time!

Got a headache now as maxed out with work and a late night last night is catching up with me - once you hit the late twenties, no longer can you stay out past ten on a school night! God knows what happens in your thirties and forties?!?!?!?

Haircut tomorrow and then off to London to collect my race number - how exciting! Only four days and then I would have achieved one of many tasks on the list of things I WILL do!

Music or not? I have trained mostly without but now I am thinking that it is too important to me not to be present on the day of the race?? A small shuffle clipped to my running pants or carry the ipod - decisions decisions, no wonder I have a headache!