Day 44 – The First True Long Run and a Bingo Bonanza
A Promising Yet Perilous Start Today marked a significant turning point in my London Marathon 2025 training. Unlike the measured pace of previous runs, this morning presented my first genuine long run—a solitary test of endurance that challenged both body and mind. The weather was determined to be as dour as the forecast promised, with a persistent drizzle that lent the day a certain grim ambience. Even the early morning light seemed hesitant, as though nature itself was uncertain whether to encourage my efforts or merely watch in bemusement. A Gruelling Solo Effort I embarked on my journey at 8:30 am, following my regular route along the A2 towards Teynham and then Faversham. What was intended to be a steady two-hour run quickly transformed into an arduous battle against both physical fatigue and an almost conspiratorial weather. The remnants of yesterday’s indulgence in meat left me feeling unusually heavy—each step felt as if I were wading through a particularly stubborn kind of tre...