AND – to add to the excitement, when discussing this booking with the folks on the weekend, Mum mentioned that my great-grandfather was a butcher at Smithfield (where St John is). OMG again. Meat in the blood! I think that could be the coolest thing I’ve ever found out about my family.
Anyway, the marathon-related training got off to a great start this morning. We took Ped to the river and ran about 6kms. Sure, it’s a little shy of the 42.2km mark, but it’s a start. And Ped happily rode in the back of the new car, without wanting to jump over on to the back seat. Good boy. We even ran into our marathon friend Kevin and their dog Tamu. Big Kev’s just run London and will be toeing the line in New York too.
We’re aiming for a few more runs under the belt before we head off to Europe for the honeymoon. Exciiittiiiing.