The likelihood is if you follow my ramblings here, you may have also seen my posts over on Twitter or Instagram, where I’m also madly documenting my current infatuation with marathon training.

And from last week, I’ve also started using the official Virgin Money London Marathon hashtag for sharing your marathon journey – #extramile

This is not just a hashtag though – oh no – it’s also a really cool way of pulling everyone’s training content together in one place. The website also gives you the ability to create your own virtual time capsule of your marathon training journey, along with adding in your fundraising link so everyone can donate their dosh once they’ve caught up with all your efforts.

Here’s a snapshot of mine from this weekend…

There’s also weekly competitions, playlists and interviews – for a social media junkie like me, it’s a great way of fuelling my obsession as the excitement for race day builds over the next three months!

You can find follow my #extramile marathon journey by clicking here or on the image above.

I was very lucky to nab my marathon spot through the ballot, but I’ve also been asked to be part of the #extramile media team and am excited to keep on sharing my journey through to race day on 26th April.

In the style of my first post of this kind from my last cycle of marathon training, hello and welcome to the first of my Monday morning training updates – here to clog up your screens for the next three months as I hurtle towards the start line of THE BLOODY LONDON MARATHON.

I am now fully into bona fide training and I’ve run seven times and covered 43 miles in only thirteen days. After months of hating, dreading, worrying, procrastinating and just not doing anything, I’ve had two great weeks of running and I know I’ve made the right decision as to which marathon to run this spring.

Highlights of my running fortnight have been…

A quick solo run out along the river to Canary Wharf last Saturday morning. It was flippin’ windy so it was really slow, but it was the first time in ages I’d voluntarily got myself out of bed to go running because I actually wanted to.

Being reunited with my marathon training buddy, Leah, and meeting Cara for the first time as we took on a 10k race around Battersea Park (along with a sneaky few extra miles at the beginning). We chatted the whole way round, paced ourselves beautifully and earned a stonking little medal.

Going to Mile End parkrun for the first time with my housemate Sam (also his first ever parkrun, woop!) Just two miles along the canal got us to the park. Eight hills later I’d achieved my best parkrun time in ages and found my new home run.

Doing a route that I’ve been wanting to do for almost a year – running out east along the river to the Thames Barrier. I’ve never been further along than Greenwich before, but I navigated through puddles, mud and industrial areas (alright, it was 98% concrete, I’m trying to sound heroic) to make it there, take a few quick snaps… and then turn around and head straight back again. I’m always happy when I’m by the river.

In my last post I hinted at the small epiphany (yes, I’m being melodramatic, running does that to me) I’d had whilst out on my solo LSR last weekend. And now, I’ve sorted the logistics required to be able to say THIS YEAR I WILL BE RUNNING THE LONDON MARATHON.

This wasn’t this year’s race plan. 2015’s spring marathon was supposed to be Barcelona, but after my usual routine of writing out a training plan to the letter, ignoring it for a couple of months and then freaking out, I’ve decided that trying to run 26.2 in what is now nine week’s time is not for me. Yes, running a marathon is all in your head (more on that another time), but my head is not in the game for this one.

As soon as I thought of the idea of switching races around I knew it was the right thing to do. I signed up for Barcelona months ago and always said if I got into London I would defer it. But when I thought about the prospect of using my prized ballot place this year, I got so excited.

My two planned half marathons (Brighton and Berlin) fit in perfectly with training, I’m exactly where I need to be distance-wise to train for a marathon in almost four months and most of all it’s on flippin’ home turf. The route passes by the end of my road… TWICE.

I’m not sure if I mentioned, but I. Am. So. Excited.

This week has been the first ‘proper’ week of training for marathon number two. Or really, it’s been the first week of trying to get the love for running back.

I’ve really felt the pressure recently and have dreaded running. This is absolutely not the point.

Last marathon training cycle, I was running away from something. I was using the runs and the structure to cope with heartbreak. I really enjoyed the entire four month process, but I also needed it.

This time around, I am happy at the start of it all, rather than hoping to discover happiness along the way.

As an amazing friend keeps reminding me, we run because we love it, because we enjoy it. If it’s not bringing us joy, then something has to change.

I’ve been running a while now and I know what works and what doesn’t work for me.

I don’t like running before work, with a rucksack, or on trails, and I often struggle running with people much faster than I am.

I love running in the evenings, along the Thames, at the track and I know which of my running buddies suit my pace best.

I’m not going to put pressure on myself to train in a way I can’t achieve and I’m going to do lots of the other things I like that aren’t running.

I want to try for a half marathon PB at Brighton the month before the marathon, but other than that, I don’t have a time goal for the race itself. Running 26.2 is enough of an achievement.

If I get to 15th March having had a good time for the past four months, having not got too stressed out and having successfully run my second marathon, I will be proud with what I have accomplished.