First up was, of course, Christmas and, in spite of enjoying a few festive tipples and treats here and there, not only did I manage to keep the whole affair fairly nutritious and wholesome but I also managed to keep a little training ticking over.
But then came ‘Big Holiday’ – an 18 day extravaganza of boat tripping, beaches, walking, kayaking, snorkeling and zip lining around the Philippines.
I’ve often said that the reason I love running so much is that, no matter where you go, you can always take a pair of trainers and head out for a run. The exception that proves this rule is the Philippines. Nowhere you go in the Philippines can you just head out for a run. In Manila, you’d be ploughed down by a maniac taxi driver within seconds of stepping foot outside the hotel.