Did my last training run on Thursday morning, a little 5 mile trot. Collected my race pack from the Brighton Centre yesterday lunchtime. Have been swinging wildly between excitement and terror ever since.
Given up on all the spreadsheets, charts and stuff now. Simply can't be arsed. But will include a link to the Garmin record of the big day tomorrow, when I pull myself together and upload it.
Hoping the weather's sufficiently good to draw some crowds tomorrow. You really do make all the difference in the world. To identify me, look for the image below and imagine it with a tiny crewcutted head at the top, a distinct midriff bulge and skinny legs sticking out the bottom.
P.S. Eeeek.
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