I don’t quite know why, but any email I receive that is even remotely related to the London Marathon always seems to bring me out in a cold sweat…

I just received an email notifying me that I will soon be notified whether I have got a place in the Marathon next year. Nice - thanks for the heart attack.

Like the climb, as much as I like the idea of the marathon, there is a little boy inside me that keeps hoping that if he closes his eyes and wishes real hard that it will all go away and he won’t have to run 26 miles or climb a big-ass african rock.

I’ll keep you all posted about the state of my nerves and my results as and when I get them…