She's (run) a perfect 10 and (now) she wears a 12

It's all about Mrs H. She bit the bullet and decided to run a 10 miler. Not just any 10 miler. The Guy Fawkes 10 miler which I regard as harder than most half-marathons I have run. On completing the course in a more than respectable time (circa 90 mins) she declared "I loved it". Which can only mean she didn't run hard enough. My run wasn't so hot after covering the first 3 miles in 20 minutes, the wheels came off and I limped/walked home in 82 minutes.

Mrs H has been shedding the pounds and pounding the pavements. increasing her mileage and decreasing her waistline. I've been ........ I'm really not sure what I have been doing. I have been struggling with motivation and form. I've had some time away from training which is good for recovery but have struggled to get in gear and start to string some training sessions together.

My 10 mile track record is shameful
- Entered 4
- Started 3
- Finished 2
- Actually raced 0
My 10 miles "PB" is less than a minute quicker than my half-marathon PB.

Maybe it's time to vanquish the demons at the Snake Lane 10. Or maybe I should forget about it and focus on the extra 3.1 miles of the Brass Monkey half marathon. Mrs H is running that one too, let's hope it's a happy car drive home this time