Edinburgh 10k

I've finally arrived at middle-agedom. I decided today, after a week of sobriety and good health, that I'm going to run a 10k in May. My mate, Andy, is doing it too, but he's been running for a couple of years now. He must be tired.

I ran a few times last year, of an evening. I think that's a rubbish time to run. I'm going to run at the weekend and a couple of lunchtimes a week.

I don't know why I'm doing it, I think it's a health thing, but at 43 surely the excesses of life have already determined my fate? Maybe not, maybe it'll actually make a differerence. Not that that's why i'm doing it. I don't think. Anyway.