The London marathonMarathons are paradoxically the worst and best things in the world. They hurt, they hurt a lot. They push you to an extreme. But hey, lets hear it for the following:
To the people who cheered me on who’d never met me before
To the kids who stood patiently for hours handing out jelly babies
To the bands and Choirs who came along and sang
To the volunteers who handed out water and gels
To Tower Bridge at mile 13. You’re magnificent!
To the water spray at mile 20 It was heaven
To pouring cold water down my back at 22 miles
To the endless signs that make you smile ‘toe nails are over rated’ ‘inch by inch’ ‘forget the medal think about the beer’
To the tear that appeared in my eye at mile 23 knowing that I was going to make it
To the people who gave up their PBs to help a woman that had fallen
To the runners who shout at themselves to continue
To the man who ran with a tumble dryer on his back
To the runners who run selflessly to raise millions for endless charities
To the millions who donated those millions
To the fan club at mile 24 who out screamed 1000’s, you are the best
To the last mile with hundreds of people shouting ‘come on you can do it’
To the masseuse who performs miracles and enables you to walk again
To the medal which you can wear with pride
To the spirit of the greatest city on earth. London has never looked so beautiful.
I’ve just been informed that a distant relative has left me a priceless watch in her will, I hope it’s not a wind up
Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate. ~ Albert Schweitzer
I saw an inflatable ATM machine today,the screen said ‘Please do not enter PIN’.