So at the old rentals this weekend- Mummy's birthday celebration. Anyways, I had a slight Monica panic attack moment last night when I realised I don't know the area where they live *background* (they've just moved). So last night whilst I was doing my tossing n turning, worried about how I am going to manage to run 40km in 3 days whilst entertaining the family & looking after Mummy & doing a day at work. I was panicking thinking unless I drop breadcrumbs Hanzel & Grettle stylee I will be lost in the depths of Warwickshire on my run. Then it hit me-go to a gym & run on a treadmill! no way u can get lost there.
So that's what I did.
And I ran. Not 10k but 15k. The first 10 I managed in...wait for it 5¹minutes OH YEAH. All i'm saying is watch ur back Paula Radcliffe....
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