You buy Jelly Babies, chocolate milk and rice pudding but you don't have a 3 year old in the house.
Your food bills are higher than the national average.
You can't go for a 2 week holiday in *insert your dream holiday location here* because it's too hot to run.
You go to New York/Boston/Zurich for a weekend and it coincides with the marathon.
You can't go out at the weekend or have friends over because there's always a race or big training run.
You don't have any normal friends anyway.
Your neighbours don't bat an eyelid at the amount of Lycra items on your washing line.
There's always an aroma of eau de trainer in the bedroom/bathroom/utility room.
Early nights (nudge, nudge) actually mean an early night if there's a race on.
Your husband and his friends talk about bonking but he's not being indiscreet about your love life.
He texts his friends before you to tell them his race results.
If you've got any more, let me know!
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It's me buying 'bodyglide' anti-chafing cream that has my wife slightly worried. :-)
The runner starts to get spam emails offering pills to enhance stamina... and they're not suggesting viagra!
You keep Daz/Persil etc in business!
and...
Tapering becomes a swear word!
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
I must say I do get freaked out at the sight of Marco in a pair of tights and a vest. It's all wrong.
And his dreams of Dario...well, that's a whole new level.
See you Saturday. x
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