Everything was going so well until it wasn’t. This is a tale of 2 races in one, firstly a wonderful 26k trot through the streets of my hometown and then a 16k painful & sickening trudge to the finish line. So, all in all, a pretty standard marathon really. Let’s start at the beginning of…

Run the Line is the end-of-season race for so many runners, and this year I was no different. I arrived with plenty of miles already on the legs from the year’s adventures, so I genuinely wasn’t sure how my body would hold up on the day. But my motto has always been, “Ah sure, it’ll…