Ever run a race you really shouldn’t have? Come and share your horror stories of what happened next below the line. And share your weekend exploits too, of course
I love running at this time of year. Early October always seems filled with sunny, crisp mornings with that lovely warm autumnal light. And you can always guarantee a sunny Sunday morning in London on the weekend of the Royal Parks half marathon. I don’t know what pull the organisers have with the weather gods, but it’s clearly a pretty substantial one because I swear there’s never been a rainy day for this race - even though by afternoon it was tipping it down.
Alas though, while this is one of my favourite races - as is the Oxford half marathon which also took place yesterday - I didn’t manage to make the start line. Blame a weekend of birthday partying, a streaming cold and the hip niggle I’m still nursing post-Berlin marathon. I was really jealous of all the race bling and PBs I saw from both races- and more - on social media yesterday - special shout out to Rose for nailing marathon number five in Yorkshire.
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