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Ich bin ein Berliner

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September 14, 2016

The time in the marathon training block when things ease back.

The legs get a bit of a break and the light at the end of the tunnel is within sight.

The body should start feeling good, but realistically it doesn’t until race day rolls around.

This ‘Berlin marathon’ has been thrown around and hanging over my head for the past 10 months – since I entered it last October – and now it’s becoming real.

Really real.

Crikey, I’m on a flight on Friday night, to the other side of the world, to run in one of the biggest marathons on earth.

That’s an exciting and a scary thing.

When the race gets closer the panic sets in.

Have I done enough training?

What shoes am I racing in?

Will they speak english over there?

What pace to I go out at?

Will the weather be good?

Where’s the start line?

Will they have enough toilets?

How many Kenyan’s will be there?

What will I be able to find for dinner the night before?

Leading up to the race I’ll be doing a number of micro blogs, just like this one.

They’re easier with time and I can imagine there’d be quite a lot to write about.

Now off to work, there’s still four days of the school term to finish off!

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