Sunday Roast

Sunday Roast.

We did the Royal Parks Half today in that there London. Totally knackered. Plus I pulled my groin @ 10 miles & limped in 4 the last 3.1 miles.

I wonder why we do the things we do that hurt us, challenge us and spit us out the other end?! Today it threw it down nearly the whole race and there was little to cheer and yet...

You know when you run and you’re surrounded by people giving time for amazing causes, well, you’re just humbled. Then there’s the literal tens of thousands lining the route shooting ‘Go Scott’ and encouraging you and the other 16,000 runners to do well. Signs supporting various amazing charities and individuals adorn the way. It’s totally awe inspiring.

It’s simply impossible to not be touched by the warmth of human kindness.

So, tired out we may be, but richer in spirit we most certainly are.

That and I got to run behind CC’s derrière 4 10 miles until the injury settled in...

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