The Day I Decided To Run A Marathon

It was two days before my 28th birthday, and I sat in a hotel room in Wellington (NZ) thinking ‘bloody heck I’m nearly thirty!’

I started to think about all the things I was sure I would have achieved before thirty, and realised the time was slowly running out.

Despite never having run a day in my life, I had always been sure I would run a marathon before turning thirty. No idea why I assumed this life event would happen with no intervention from me, I just thought it would. Continue reading