Frankly my dear....

....I couldn't give a damn... About anything!!!
People are ringing up at work and they are getting put forward to my relief dispenser to deal with, people are being put off with fittings now until I come back from India, last training in England has been done (apart from some heat training tonight) and I feel quite done in!

Anyone who knows me well knows that I become incredibly lazy when taper time comes around. I don't do the runs I'm supposed to because I can't help but think "What's the point?" and I become nervous and completely demotivated. This time it's different, I have done all required running, all heat training and exact timings required for all.. even run/walking 45 minute runs on a 15:5 basis. Shockingly, yesterday and today I needed my 5 minute walk breaks despite the short duration of the run, and I'm hoping this is quite normal as my body readjusts after what I've put it through recently.

Complan is a winner, and works well before running, I've hopefully got my hydration sorted, and with only 3 runs left to do before the big day I believe I have done everything I can. I know I'm going to want to die during the race, I know I'm going to want to stop and give up because it's hurting so much and I'll probably either cry or be on the verge of tears during it. I hope I have prepared myself enough for all of this!

A few friends have already sent well wishes which is so lovely, and I got the funniest card from Kerry and Terry that would have made me cry if it hadn't been so hilarious.

Tonight I have my last Physio appoint, and I know my back needs tending to. It's great though because he pummels away and the next day I feel great. When my back feels like it does now, I feel like I need someone to stand on it and make it crack! Apparently there is nothing I can do about this, it's just the way I'm made and having it seen to once a month stops any future injury.

So, tomorrow I'm off to Manchester and then early Friday off to India. See you on the other side!