Well, that was tough. It was cold, it was windy, I'd have preferred to start tomorrow but I'm not around to finish on Friday, but I did it. My tight calves, that I thought I'd got past, are back with a vengeance. My right knee hurts - I'd blame it on cartilage trouble but that was removed in 1984 - but I did it. I'm knackered, but I did it (have I already said that I did it?)
Anyway, the beauty of coming on here is that people get where you're coming from - you've either been through it or you're having similar experiences in the early weeks. If I go to work tomorrow and try and qualify how I feel by saying that I had to run for three continuous minutes, twice, they'll be like, 'gosh, that's just like that bloke that ran 401 marathons in 401 days, no wonder you're tired. Idiot'. So, sorry folks, but it's quite likely I'll be boring you for at least a few more weeks.