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However, with the Mr successfully finishing the Paris marathon last month and a recent Sunday morning spent glued to the television watching the London marathon, it was inevitable that I'd be donning my trainers again, convincing myself I might this time find my running feet (pun fully intended). I'm not aiming to run a marathon, I'm not completely delusional but what I would like to do, is maybe push past that 10k distance and maybe, just maybe, get up to 10 miles, because wouldn't that be awesome to say I can run 10 miles. I am by him, and actually it's a genius idea because I always feel good after completing a run, and reminding myself of that when I've got that 'I really can't be arsed feeling' is a good push to get me out that door. Next on the agenda is a new pair of trainers, now that I'm putting my current pair through their paces (again, pun intended) they're retaliating by giving me blisters, so the hunt is on for the perfect kicks, which of course, buying a new pair means I have to keep going.