Postcards from a tired man

Not really quite sure why I came to enter this race but I do remember where. It was whilst sat on a rocky outcrop, clinging onto a 3G signal, about 200m above Torside reservoir whilst taking a break from one of my regular weekend running routes. It was the first day that entries opened, and I didn't want to miss out on a place. Simple as that. Bit of an impulse purchase in fact.  With no great plan or ambition, I felt quite comfortable completely forgetting about it until a month or two before which I duly did. I would almost certainly be ill, under trained or lacking in mojo in some combination or other in the lead up to the race anyway, so put off worrying about it for as long as possible. As I live in Glossop but work in Birmingham personal logistics are always a bit of a challenge, and I knew that getting down to Richmond ready to go on Saturday would need planning. As I enjoy planning much more than running I spent all of Sunday on t