At 8am this morning Nicky and I were staring at an 80 minute run ahead of us.
And we knew the only way to get it done would be to just bloody start. One foot after the other.
And time... Inevitable time... Ticked along and at 9.15am I looked at my watch. We had 5 minutes to go.
There we were ... Staring at 5 minutes. Not 80.
The only way to get it done... Whether its 80 minutes or 20 minutes... Is to just bloody start.