Back in October 2012, my husband asked me if I fancied running the Paris Marathon in April 2013. I said yes almost immediately. It would cut to the chase, and I know when not to protest. I'd run the Paris half marathon in 2012 in a painfully slow time after 6 weeks preparation. This would be double the distance with more time to train.
As it happened, I found a breast lump 6 weeks later and embarked on two rounds of surgery over the winter instead of training, so our trip to Paris last week morphed into a short family holiday in which to visit the sights and be spectators at the Marathon de Paris.

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