I spent most of today coming up with ways to back out of committing to the marathon. Over the course of a shift at work I wrote a long list of potential excuses that got more ridiculous by the minute, including these gems:
“I have a long-standing heart condition that would make it far too risky”
“Work are sending me abroad for a year”
“I have cancer and I’ll be dead by Christmas”
“My religion forbids me from running on Sundays”
“I can’t run in the Marathon - I’m commentating on it for the BBC”
Then tonight Philippa said to me “You could just tell him you don’t want to do it”
It always seems so easy to her…
RC 15-4-14
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