Marathon season gets me every year: even as a child, watching runners line up in their thousands at the London Marathon start line gives me all the feels. Nerves, apprehension, excitement and exhilaration, all mixed into one.
But while I've run a solitary marathon back in 2019 (one and done, as they say), I very much consider my running event days to be over. That was until I met Emma Bord: if anyone can convince me to lace up my shoes and pop on a bib (seriously though, where do the safety pins go?) again, it's her.
