Luton Half Marathon – the surprise race of 2019 For 12 weeks I ticked off the runs on my training plan, with a little readjustment here and there and a lot of juggling to make them happen. I got up early during the heatwave, and I headed out after dark as the nights drew in. Each run moved me closer to my goal of running a half-marathon PB this autumn, and more specifically to doing that at the Great Eastern Run in Peterborough. But that didn’t happen. Not, for once, because of any failing on my part. The race was cancelled as we stood in the rain and a muddy field at the start. After half an hour of getting colder, I was relieved more than annoyed when the announcement finally came over the tannoy. My partner and I set off to run home to my parents’, we needed to get warm and had no other way back than on foot. I needed to run off the pent up energy and, if I was going to run a half marathon this autumn, I needed to make today a training run. But by the time I got back to a hot sh...