I got my number through for the Hastings Half yesterday (1281), which was a reminder that my next half marathon is imminent - in fact 33 days to be precise. I certainly need to get more miles in to be in with a shout of a respectable time for my second Septathlon event.

I took my 17 year old nephew out for a run at the weekend, though, and he managed to keep up with me (ahem). Actually, he did, at least, do me the favour of being out of breath at the end; although he’s more of a swimmer and kicked my arse in the pool the following day. At least I won’t be having to swim 1.5km in this event…