Dear marathon,

I’m leaving you. Sorry, but we can’t go on like this. I can’t offer you the commitment that you need. Your insatiable appetite for early morning action has made me sore. I feel that breaking up with you is the only way I can get back on track with my life. I have so much going on outside of running. I need to get back to my family, my kids and my wife.... yes I’m married. I know this is also news to you, but I have been happily married for almost 15 years. I have strayed to a couple of marathons in my past, but we have an open relationship like that. My wife is often caught thumbing through magazines, eyeing up her next race. I handle this only by knowing she comes back to me eventually.

Look. It’s not you, it’s me. I need more space. I feel the distance is too far between us. I will come to Brighton to support our Jaffa babies. I may even wander around the 10k. Don’t panic! There’s nothing going on with me and the 10k. We’re just friends.

I hope we can still be friends. I know what we had was special. But even you have to admit that recently I’ve been a little distracted. I thought buying new Saucony running shoes would spice things up....They didn’t. They just reminded me of what comfort felt like.

I will still run. I’ll always run. Just not twenty six point two miles. That’s just silly.

Always your friend,



Brian

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