1,000 Days, beers chilled.
Once I got back from holiday, the Hunters Bog Trotters made the effort to tell everyone in the pub about my landmark and invited everyone to come to training and then have a beer with me to celebrate. Very much appreciated and thanks to Kata (and then Captain Sarah) for organising it. Beers in The Stockbridge Tap were great and a lot of people seemed genuinely interested to hear about how I ran for 1,000 days in a row.
I never considered when I started this madness that I might actually complete 365 days never mind 1,000. The first two of The Most Runningist Year Ever was agony. It was when I was 4 months in that I thought that I might actually do this, and only because I realised that stopping now would mean that I would have to re-start and 4 months of running is a lot to make up. Then I kept going on the hard days because so many people were interested that I couldn't face telling them that I wasn't doing it any more. Now running every day is like brushing my teeth, except there are probably some days when I don't brush my teeth!
When I started this 1000 days ago in 2014, Ruby wasn't even an idea. Now I am father to a wonderful, beautiful daughter and husband to a wonderful beautiful wife. Throughout the most significant and astonishing period of my life, I have ran every day. Kata was in labour with our daughter for three days - I ran every day, even managed to get a run in when I got home from the hospital on the day our daughter was born. I ran on the morning of our wedding day. Thank you to Kata for supporting me in doing this.
It's an adventure and I am certain it has made some difference to my life outside of running. I just don't know what. I'll think about it sometime.
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