So belatedly to report on my run at this years Abingdon Marathon, at which it appears I was the only harrier taking part. I would like to start with how the perfect still, cool and dry autumn morning dawned which was the case, but unfortunately I had suffered from an entire week of disturbed and minimal sleep compounded by being kept awake almost the whole preceding night to the marathon by a very noisy hotel boiler.
In my over tired lethargy I was very slow to get up and breakfast took much longer than normal – partly due to the complete lack of high fibre cereal options. On reaching the official car park I realised it was too far to the start line and I therefore parked much nearer on a residential road. Then an irate and maniacal local resident came out of his door and started abusing me and another lady for daring to park on his personal roadway (it wasn’t ) but due to his threats I wasted more time moving my car before then joining the queue for the toilets.