It passed without me giving it a thought, but on January 11, 2014 I passed 3 years of racing.
My first race was the Grim Challenge in Aldershot, on an army vehicle testing ground and it would take me another 4 months before I hurled myself around The Beast in the East before stepping up to the Royal Parks Half Marathon in October 2011.
3 years ago I thought you had to have months of rest between races or you’d burn out. Now, being the type who races as often as possible, I know you need rest.
I suppose I passed the anniversary having just completed my latest ultra marathon – that’s how far I’ve come in 36 months, from occasional jogger to ultra marathoner, I don’t often impress myself but in this, today anyway, I feel pretty good.