On 11 October last year, after a break from training to allow an injury that caused me to quit marathon running had moderated, I re-started my daily ritual of morning running.
Through the heat of the summer and the extreme weather of last winter I didn't miss a day. Apart from targeting the Manx Harriers 10km and the Northern 10 miles I never really had a goal until I decided to do a poor man version of Ron Hill - I would run every day for a year. In the past month I have run through a cold and a hangover to maintain the momentum.
After two nights of constant scratching, and very little sleep with what I suspect to be shingles (Marie has been a regular sufferer for more than 20 years but its my first time), my day count will return to scratch as today my running shoes are staying off my feet.
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