I’d been running since forever. I glanced at my watch. OK, a slight exaggeration. I’d been running for two hours fifty-nine minutes and thirty-nine seconds. I was nearly there…
Heart thumping, I ran faster, but I could still see his reflection.
Suddenly he stepped forward and stood in front of me.
“Well done, I think you’re set to run the London marathon in just under three hours.” My coach grinned as he put the treadmill into cool-down mode.