This strikes me as something of a risk. Successful blogs and diarists create an air of expectation by setting themselves ambitious targets and chart their progress with droll, ascerbic wit.  Whether it is the fictional tally of fags, booze and boyfriends of Bridget Jones, Julie Powell's romp through the recipes of Julia Child or Gary McCombe's inspiring '10 in 10', there is always a goal to be achieved and the highs-and-lows to chart.

My goals are two-fold; as a self-confessed time-waster and someone who is perpetually disorganised can I maintain the discipline of blogging? Also, having reached the apparent pinnacle of a pedestrian and painful first marathon-attempt can I meet the challenge of friends and family with a sub-four hour finishing time?

Well... My blog starts as it might very well go on:

Day 1
- Distance - 0k
- Laboured blogs - 1