Jeremy and I have been joking around about my entering the Malaysian Women’s Marathon next March. It’s probably going to be held the week before the Malaysian F1 race, so we could fly over there the week before the marathon, acclimatise in accommodation outside of KL – probably unairconditioned, run the marathon, then spend the following week recovering in five star comfort ready for the Formula 1 the following weekend.

I would enter, and then Jeremy could enter as my pacer – men are allowed to run, as long as they are running with a woman; as a pacer, or just a supportive partner. They’re also eligible for the finisher’s present – a running skirt!

Seems a genius idea, right?

Except I just remembered that one hot day I ran 14 km and loss 2 kilograms in weight.

A marathon is 42.2 km, and Malaysia isn’t the coolest climate.

This could end badly.