Whoops there goes my life
Hi All

All hail my cousins Clive and Adam; 50 year old father and 18 year old son who ran the London marathon yesterday in very comfortable sub 5 hour times.
I ran the 2000* Marathon with Clive when he told me that he’d run it again at 50 with his son (he has 3 of them so some choice there). That he has done so is fantastic by him and a great wake up call to those of us who never seem to achieve things we would like to year on year. Talking is always easier than doing. What stops us – money, time or simply the fact that we are all too busy getting through the days to think about the years? What’s your excuse?
As I have said all too often already in this blog, the first step in a marathon is way harder than the last. So think for a moment about what you want to achieve in the next 6 months and make the first step today.
You may not get a medal or cheese sandwich at the end of it but you might just get a life that’s a bit less ordinary.
Personally I commit to enter the marathon next year because wearing my medal in bed every night is wearing out my old one.
Until tomorrow.
Nick
* Lowest moment – being overtaken by a man dressed as a tub of Utterly Butterly
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