I didn't manage the full 18km because I literally ran out of path - I ran along the Bridgewater Canal until it ended. I could have run round the terraces once more to make up the 300 meters but I so physically and emotionally damaged there was no way that was happening.
This is the longest I've ever run, I always thought the biggest barrier was not fitness but the psychological one, it does get pretty boring after a while but I take it all back because I hurt like f%ck now.
Legoman head took these photos of me about 30 seconds after I got in. 10 seconds later he started moaning to me about his sore neck because he had been sat at the computer too long.
"ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS - I HAVE JUST GOT IN FROM AN 11 MILE RUN - £$%* OFF!!!!!!"
This is what hurts -
- My right arse cheek
- My pelvis
- My lumber region
- My knees
- My right hip
- My left foot
- My shoulder blades
- and my mind
Tomorrow I anticipate I will be walking like John Wayne after a rodeo - in an ideal world I will get a 5km recovery run in but that might be overly ambitious.
Sam out x