So I did my presentation for the John Logie Baird award and I am unsure of what the panel made of it.  There was plenty of smiles and they certainly liked the look of the Wobbly Williams jelly which I took in for them but when I had finished they had very few questions.  I have sat on these panels before as a judge and, generally speaking, no questions is not a good sign.  The person who knows whether or not I have won is Gayle who runs with us at the weekend.  She remained tightlipped!

Saturday's run was huge.  We took the train to Balloch, on the edge of Loch Lomond, and ran back to Anniesland, not far from Glasgow city centre.  It turned out to be 17.5 miles.  Comfortably the furthest I have ever run and apart from the last mile it went very smoothly.  Running is amazing, I have driven to Balloch many times and I did not know of the path which runs through the fields near the road or what it was like to pass under the Erskine Bridge or the beauty of the Bowling canal basin on a sunny morning.  It is a beautiful run.  And a bloody long way.  I was quite emotional when we finished, I am going to do this.  To celebrate, Karen and I went for an enormous breakfast in Morrison's.  3000 calories burnt in 3 hours, all regained in 15 minutes.

Surprisingly, my foot from Dystonia has been behaving itself better over the last few days.  This is something I can't explain.  It was as bad as it has ever been on Saturday at the end of the long run, but has been entirely absent on the two runs since then.  I have not had a run without the effects of my bendy foot for a very long time.  It was very pleasant.

The plans for the Wobbly Banquet are going well, I am seeing the venue next week however a sneak preview is available here.  When the Wobbly Banquet is in this room, it will look entirely different.  I cannot wait.

Tomorrow I turn 39, still far too young to have this disease.  On Friday it is the awards ceremony and Saturday I head off to Silverstone for a half marathon around the race track.  How cool will that be?