My legs hurt. Which is not to be unexpected, of course, after another brilliant (and brutal) Grand Brighton Half Marathon. This year was the event’s 30th birthday so the FOMO was fierce – there was no way I was missing…
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There’s not much I’ll set a 4:30am alarm for. Going on holiday – yes. Working an event – reluctantly, yes. Running? Apparently so… This is the third year in a row that I’ve set the same alarm on a glorious…
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It’s done. I can’t believe it’s done. The day I worked so hard for finally came. And then went, and left behind it a trail of post-race blues and the worst DOMS I have *ever* suffered from. My name’s Tess,…
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