Forgive me, dear triathlete reader, if I stray into single-sport territory this month, but at the time of writing I have just completed my tooth marathon. And, because you can’t see the T-shirt I’m wearing which has ‘100 MARATHONS CLUB’ emblazoned all over it, I feel the need to brag to you virtually.
I say ‘wearing’ but that doesn’t really do it justice because I’ve basically been sleepingbeen a man on a mission - albeit an old man on a crap mission - for a long time now.