happysad

My cousin's wife's doing it.

My school friend's wife is doing it.

Mr Tickle is doing it.

Even Elvis is doing it.

I'm not doing it.

Today, I rushed back from work to see what the postman brought.

There was a royal mail card, and my hopes shot through the roof!

I ran the whole way to the collection depot, arriving 5 minutes before it closed - surely a rejection letter from the London Marathon can't be too big to fit through a letter box?!

Well, actually it can. Especially when it comes packaged in with a commiserations magazine and a bright red fleece!

Really quite sad that I won't be doing it this year, but relieved that I won't have to put my knees through the ordeal.

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Yeah, scrub that last bit - in the last 5 minutes a friend from Uni has just convinced me to run the Shakespeare Marathon in Warwick with him in April....

Here goes nothing!!