I let my inner sloth have free reign over Christmas, and pretty much ignored the fact that my first ultra marathon (The London Ultra, for those of you who’ve asked) is in mid February. Which is really not very far away at all.
So this week, I have begun the unenviable task of trying to put my happy-to-be-outer sloth in again. It’s a bit like trying to close a really overfull suitcase. You sit on the lid at one end and try to nudge the zip along a fraction, then kneel on the lid at the other end and try to nudge the other zip a little, only to return to the first end to find that the zip has unzipped.
I may need reinforcements.