A week or two ago I signed up for this weekend’s 12 km race in the Forest of Dean. This is a race where I don’t have to run 6 km to get points for my club, and inspired by the long-O antics of Marian White I thought I’d go for the good-value option of entering the longest course possible. Big mistake?

My downfall started – literally – on Sunday at Bentley when I tripped and landed chin-first on a rubble-strewn path, injuring my hand and chest. Then last night I was bitten on the elbow by a dog while putting controls out for a race in Haden Hill Park. And now today I’ve twinged my left thigh playing basketball in totally inappropriate clothing…

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