August the 15th
It’s hard to believe that this time last year, Dylan and I were on a train to Utrecht (outside of Amsterdam) with Dutch friend Susan and her husband Andrew “Krumo” Krumins for a Birthday burger by the canal. I was six weeks into my recovery from the Gold Coast Marathon and had embraced my time away from the rigorous routine of training and my accompanying focus on the one percenters. Whilst an October Marathon in Toronto was my next running goal, the path beyond this finish line was still very much in “planning phase”.
Fast-forward one year and I am sitting in a local café, w