Seven days and nine miles to go...

At the beginning of the month I set myself the fairly arbitrary target of running 75 miles on behalf of Mind UK as part of the #MilesForMind challenge. The logic, such as there was, behind this target is that this year I have been typically running in the region of 120 km each month so, as long as I remained injury free and the UK lock-down response to COVID-19 didn't become any stricter, 75 miles seemed achievable.

Ten runs and 24 days later, I've chalked up a shade over 66 miles so far, meaning I have just under 9 miles left to go to complete the target I set myself.

Now, in theory, I could potentially do that in one run and, traditionally, Mondays are my long (10-12km plus) runs. There is of course a slight snag; I currently have a niggling strain in my left thigh. It's not debilitating, it's not even especially painful but I am aware of it, so rather than going for broke on my next run, I'm going to give myself another couple of days to recover and break it down into a couple of (hopefully) manageable shorter runs to see me through the finish line.

I am fully aware that the 75 mile target is self-imposed and no one is going to berate me if I don't actually make it, but it would be nice if I were to achieve it.

Anyway, if you feel the urge to show me some support, my JustGiving page will happily accept any contributions you feel inclined to provide. I know a lot of other runners are also pushing themselves in the name of this cause, so I'll take this chance to wish them all good luck as they strive towards the end of the month.

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