So that's week 7 done, thanks to the support snd encouragement from all on here. We do need to stick together.
I took the stress out of route (or rowt as Michael has it), by just ploughing along the railway line and waiting for Michael to ring the bell.
He was singularly quiet after our disagreement earlier in the week. He did pipe up at one point to stress the need to keep breathing. Thanks for that, Mike.
The body kept moving along quite nicely, although at one point I felt sure I'd developed a verruca under my big toe. And then it disappeared. Well, it is a long run.
Roll on week 8 - starting Sunday I think.