Juneathon Day #3 & City of London Race for Life Proper Update

Ber-limey, and I thought no one would notice if I sort of accidentally forgot to blog after the race due to me being pissed and that.

I met up with Gary as arranged by the cashpoints at Liverpool Street station, although he was a bit late and I said oi you’re late and he said yeah, Central Line was diabolical and so off we went walking down the way I do my morning walking mini commute and there was a sign saying 4k and I said ooh the race must be coming down here, maybe I could just hide in a pub or something and jump out at the end and say yay, I win. But, as hiding in a pub near the finish would be cheating and unsport(wo)manly, we continued on our way to the official start.

And on our way to the official start it was like 28 Days/Weeks Later. But without the zombies.

There were twenty million billion people or thereabouts walking down the way I thought was the opposite way to where I thought the start line was so we followed the twenty million billion people and joined the crowd. Here’s a crowd:

I am tooooooooooooooooooooooooo pissed to write this blog. Excuse me while I go and order pizza 🙂

Right, I’m back but I didn’t order pizza, I made a cheese toasty instead, yay my iron will is still going strong.

Ok, here’s a “proper” race report.

Nutshell version:

Was good.

Did it in 29.35 yay.

Bastard Garmin said it was only 2.88 miles. Boo.