It is exactly a week ago that I stared right into the eyes of my nemesis at the starting line of the Vitality Oxford Half Marathon. Scrolling back to 2015, exactly year ago, I had the most disastrous run to date, at this very same event. Instead of collecting the finishers’medal in 2015, I had to pull out after only a couple of km’s due to my ITB playing up, and limp back to the race village, leaving behind a group of friends who were also racing that day. I felt especially frustrated because at that time, I had barely just recovered from another injury, impacting…

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