OK, OK I'm the one who foolishly started all this running nonsense and looking at all the miserable faces at this weeks training run on the Downs, I don't think many people are thanking me for it just now! But just you wait until that sunny day on 6th July in London when you pass the finish line - what an achievement! It was a cold and drizzly day on Durdham Downs in Bristol last Wednesday, but nine of the team of ten showed up for the third training session led by Coach Clayton. Only one person (you know who you are!!) failed to show and everyone got around the course in record times. I must admit I struggled around the 3.5k course, finding it hard to breathe at times but I put it down to my days of drinking and hell-raising on my trip to Rome the previous weekend. All I could think of when I was running was that I must start taking this training more seriously, cut out the cakes & booze and definitely not miss any more training sessions, otherwise I will be walking the race in the summer. So no more excuses for missing training like when I missed the first session due to a bruised big toe sustained whilst kicking a dogs bone with flip flops on (yes I know how stupid that sounds!). I didn't get a lot of sympathy for my injury and some even suggested that I actually made up the injury to get out of training. So I posted a picture of my injured toe on the internal e-mail which hopefully, put all the rumours to bed!