I had to go to the London Xcel Centre to get my race number.
There was a horrendous realisation that I had actually signed up for the marathon;
It was official;
Set in stone - printed on paper which was to be pinned to my charity running vest.
The centre was filled with all the other runners.
My heart felt like lead.
Would I make it round?
Would I let everyone down?
The kindness of people's donations.
I had to get round.
I was going to run the London Marathon,
and as terrified as I was,
I couldn't help smiling.