13 days ago I stood at the seafront at Gorleston in Norfolk feeling tired out after the Great Yarmouth Half Marathon. The heat had got the better of me, I wasn’t looking forward to the 140 mile drive home, and I was questioning whether I would really feel up to running the last half marathon in my challenge in two weeks time. Today it’s the day before that last half marathon and I am feeling elated and excited at the prospect of running the Hull Major Stone Half Marathon tomorrow.  I can’t quite believe that I am going to complete this challenge. It feels appropriate that I chose the Hull Major Stone for my last race. I didn’t know it at the time, but my Dad and one of my uncles competed for East Hull Harriers, the club that organises the race, in the 1950s. I know it will probably be fairly hot for the race tomorrow but I feel well rested, and I’m looking forward to seeing my parents and staying with them.

Wish me luck!

 Other posts about my running:

The beginning of the journey – how I became a runner

Faster at fifty?

My half marathon challenge – 12 in 12 months

Good race, bad race