The diary of a frustrated runner constantly battling against the attractions and distractions of modern life. He is an eternal optimist and knows for a fact that the Marathon Gold Medal in the 2012 Olympic Games is already in the bag. This is the story of his journey to Olympic success.
More missionary work this morning.
I'm off to Essex to run in something called the Great Baddow 10.
I though Great Baddow was something you said when you dropped the sauce bottle on your foot - but we'll see.
Keep on tapering.
Ron
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