Of muddy shoes and sweaty shirts

What moron would bother waking up at 6 in the morning, on a holiday that too, just to go outside and run?

Yeah. Me.

But I really like that. Not the waking up part, but all that other stuff I do when I have managed to pry my eyes open and shake my brain awake. I am really addicted to running outdoors and when you have a beautiful stadium dedicated to that purpose and a great pair of Nikes to go with it, you sort of manage to overcome the dreadful ordeal of waking up early.

So now, I manage to do a 5km run in 30 minutes which is quite an improvement.