I can run to work - now, can I run a marathon?
This morning, I ran to work. I know that doesn't sound like much, but to me it is the equivalent of someone casually dropping into conversation the fact that they've climbed Everest on their hands, or swum the Atlantic in nothing more than a thong.
I just have to say it again and again so people know that it happened.
When I get stuck in a conversation with colleagues about the labyrinthine nightmares of Tube and rail strikes - which is just about every morning at the moment (or lunc...