During last year's London marathon I pulled a hamstring. An hour into the race, I slipped off the couch.As hard as the BBC try to make the marathon interesting they always fail. At the 10-mile mark there's a group of 10 elite athletes detached from a larger group of people dressed as cuddly animals. By 15 miles there are eight Africans, two miles ahead of everyone else. At 20 I'm watching Countryside.
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