Why coming last doesn't matter
Tomorrow I achieve a major milestone, or more precisely a major kilometre-stone: it’s my 150thParkRun. Sadly I am not awarded with a special vest, like the red one for 50 and the black one for 100. Even so I am expected to bring cake so that my fellow runners may celebrate my feat, or is it feet?
For the record, Victor my nemesis has clocked up 221 – which takes the shine off my achievement.
But that’s life. When you manage to achieve a long-sought goal, often ther