As the blood rushes through my veins and my heart beats faster...

I may not really know why I occasionally write in this blog. But I do know why I run.

In fact there are a number of reasons I run. These are -

1) I eat far too much cake.
2) I don't want to die, just yet.
3) To sweat and push myself for an hour or so a day is the least a man should do.
4) I love to get into this zone that I can only ever enter when I am running.
5) I enjoy doing something some people can't..
6) Occasionally I'll have one of the 'golden runs', as I call them. These are the runs when everything feels great and the endorphins peak.

... I just had a golden run. Lunchtime run with Iain to Brondesbury Park, over the High Road, up to West Hampstead and then back to the factory. 3.47 miles in 30.15 mins. Average pace of 08:43.. Not fast, not far. But I know I could easily have gone faster and further. Maybe, that's secret; holding stuff back. Knowing you can run better than you are, when your legs feel strong and your heart and lungs are working.

Fantastic. I loved every second of that.

T