Winging my way round the London Marathon

2 weeks ago, I was one of the 48,200 runners taking part in the London Marathon. From a rainy start at Greenwich to a sun-splashed finish at Buckingham Palace, I smiled, grinned and laughed out loud my way right round the city – proved by the 149 pictures of me identified by creepy facial recognition technology! Here’s why 5 hours of pounding the streets in a tutu, wig and wings made me so very happy…

Training for the Marathon

I’m a 40 something mum of 3 and I’m running the London Marathon tomorrow. It’s not my first rodeo, but the last one was 13 years ago – in that other life I had before kids. The race is the easy bit: the crowds, the atmosphere, being part of such a massive event just carries you along. The marathon is just a victory lap round London. The training is the hard part. 319 miles have led me to this point. Here’s how it went and why I did it.