Where’s Wally? Just ahead of the balloons – the only one with a white cap. Liz snapped me at Mile 19. You can count the number of runners with two feet off the ground on no hands. Welcome to my running world. I was still going ok at this stage and very pleased to have seen the family. It had been gnawing away at me that I hadn’t seen them as if it was somehow my fault. There’s so much going on all the way round it’s difficult to pick people out from the crowd. Must be even worse for spectators with restricted views identifying us individual runners. Will get a taste of this myself at Leeds half where I’m doing the supporting and Liz is doing the running. Hope I can do a decent job as she’s been brilliant for me.
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