This week has been good, I have been out a few times and done nothing less than 7 miles a time which is good, my feet feel better, my knee feels better, I feel better.

After lasts weeks long run I was in a bit of a bad way. My Achilles heel was giving me grief and I was starting to think that it was quite a serious issue. Of course the thought of not being able to run the VLM cannot be processed by my brain and so I prepared for battle, the recovery battle that is.

Feeling generally more positive this week with the lighter nights and warmer weather. Pretty much stuck to the planned schedule, but found it difficult to fit in enough mid-week running with work and child commitments, so I did four rather than five runs. With the weather improving through last week I almost felt like I was running out of winter and into spring. My schedule required a ‘brisk’ 15 miler at the weekend, so I tried to stick to 8 minute miles and managed to finish on track in just under 2 hours.

The big news this week is that I finally went and got new trainers and found out that my old ones were the cause of my knee problem...

After last week’s 17 Miler I felt quite positive and my recovery time was getting shorter...

Decided to buy some new shoes as figured my knee pain was result of my worn out Asics...

After finding a training plan that fit in with the time until the race I totally ignored it and decided to see just how far I could run...

After two weeks off and feeling a little stupid for over doing it, I gradually started to build up my mileage again...

I’ve had a few weeks of training now and it’s not going exactly swimmingly...

Insane I truly have gone mad. In a moment of utter madness I agreed to have a go at the London Marathon...