Shameless self-promotion

[Syt]

Well, could be something with my credit card. I just wanted to buy something from Direct2Drive (Kudos: Rock Legend is up for 7 EUR), and it said the payment couldn't be processed. Possibly something with the payment verification currently not working.

I checked my cc balance and it's fine, so at least no one seems to have splurged with my stolen card details.

I will try again later to see if it clears up.

[Barrister]

Okay, so my 20 pound donation went through.

My song is: Rock Lobster by B-52s.

You're welcome.

[Brazen]

Okay, so my 20 pound donation went through.

My song is: Rock Lobster by B-52s.

You're welcome.

Ta

[Barrister]

[Warspite]

Okay, so my 20 pound donation went through.

My song is: Rock Lobster by B-52s.

You're welcome.

[Brazen]

Had a pretty bad long one today. 12 miles in three hours, limped the last couple of miles and when I got in nearly passed out and was sick. Even my fingers were swollen up and got a blister from one of my Marathon candidate pairs of shoes.   

[Syt]

My payment went through.

My song is, naturally, Iron Maiden - The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner

[Brazen]

Thanks Syt, you rock. But you knew that anyhow   

[Brazen]

Only two more increasingly long weekend runs then I start my taper. So basically I have just a week and a half to get as fit as I'll ever get prior to the event, then I'm cutting back to store up some energy.

Never thought I'd be the sort of person who'd be getting up at 5.30 am to get my mid-week runs over before work

[Brazen]

Just looked at the Marathon site and the countdown read 1 month, 23 hours and 59 minutes! I have teh phear!

An old, old friend has offered me a room in Blackheath the night before which will save me getting up at the crack of dawn and battling public transport.

[merithyn]

You'll be fine. I have faith in you.

[Brazen]

Coming up to eight miles on what was supposed to be my last, longest training run, I crossed someone's drive and didn't see a chewed up bit around a drain cover, probably frost damage. I tripped and fell almost entirely head-long. I now have:

1. Two heels-of-hands skinned down to the muscle (a seasonal stigmata!)
2. Massive road-rash up the forearm
3. A sprained shoulder I can't lift
4. Two grazed knees
5. Bruised upper thigh

And in the hail too A good Samaritan came out of his house with a first-aid kit to patch me up. Tried to phone home, but I broke that too.

After the shock wore off (Welshie actually made me a cup of sweet tea when I started shaking, bless) I'm fine, just upset to have to cut my last, longest run short. If all's fine tomorrow, I'll try a treadmill plod or if not a wee pedal just to get the time in this weekend.

[Brazen]

And because there's no limit to my self-promotion, I'm going to be in the local paper. They're sending a photographer on Saturday to capture my athletic form, road-rash and all.

[merithyn]

Ouch, B! Well, here's hoping it doesn't slow you down.

[Brazen]

Went to the expo to register yesterday and came back laden with goodies. No backing out now!

My shoulder's only just better now - I could hardly move it for ages and even now have to use my left hand to support my right when I pick up a drink, for instance. To make matter worse, I've also had a rotten cold for the last two weeks and have been kept awake coughing all night. It's got to be better by Sunday, right? Right?

Oh, and after training through all the ice, snow and slush, it's set to be the hottest London marathon ever - anything up to 23 C! I don't do heat, but I do do horrific sunburn!

I'm hoping these incidents will work like thw Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy crisis inducer and help me perform at my best!