An icy cold February morning and a soon to be 39 year old, sitting behind a laptop and waiting for the registration for the 2009 Amsterdam Marathon to open. He's never done a marathon before, is carrying a little too much around the middle (well, rather more than a litte), has a cough which has been lingering since last November and possesses as much athletic prowess as a one-legged Koala. But it has to start somewhere.
Its fair to say this one-legged Koala has some experience of running. After all, he's known this moment has been coming for a good few years and has got some practice in by running away from tourists, climbing high for the juiciest eucalyptus leaves and generally using his training as a means to escape - work, walls, life - for a blissful half hour of random music and pulsing footfall, but - in truth - that was just playing, and in all seriousness it starts here.
Hopefully it'll end in the 1928 Olympic Stadium, in Amsterdam, on 18 October. Hopefuly it'll end within 4 hours of the B of the bang. With a fair wind and a whole heap of support from my co-koalas. Hopefully it'll end with a nice pot of money for Adoption UK, a smiley face and - of course - Blisters from Amsterdam. But for now, it all starts here.
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