From Can You Hear Me Running? –

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LOUISE.   Dawn breaks, the day of the marathon arrives. My stomach is knotted, I’ve hardly slept, I slurp a bowl of porridge and another and three bowls of porridge later –

And I’m on the tube, a pair of trainers with all the other trainers, riding the tube on a tidal wave of hope.

At the meeting point I have to wee in the female urinal, down a cardboard shoot, my bottom is exposed, there’s a line of bare female bottoms.

And then I am running? 

Can you hear me running?

I’m running in the London Marathon, it’s my first time, sound of cheering crowds, relatives whooping.

I’m part of it, here I am a runner.

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