Running a marathon was probably one of the best and worst experiences of my life at the one time. Hurt like hell, but couldn't believe that I managed to get through it. Ran it in memory of my uncle Roger who died from Motor Neurone Disease. It was a scorching hot summers day here in Scotland. Got super sunburnt. There was no breeze whatsoever. But I made it. It can't have been all that bad cause I'm planning on running another one next year if I can.