March 18

By Nadia Sam-Daliri.
ACCORDING to the first and only Flora London Marathon magazine to slip through my letterbox since I signed up to this colossal undertaking, I should now be in my last week of training.
The body needs to rest now, prepare itself for the mammoth feat ahead, says the runners’ gospel.
But I don’t feel ready, I feel panicked, I’m worried because I haven’t tried eating or drinking anything during my runs yet.
They say you should test everything in training before the big day just in case you implode on first gulp of a jelly baby from a well-wishing crowd member or spontaneously combust after a sip of 98 per cent sugar-laden energy drink.
Everyone tells me it’s natural to panic, it’s just nerves which will disappear on the day.
But what if adrenaline mixed with energy drink, jelly baby, sweat and fear is a concoction akin to toaster and bread knife and ends up finishing me off?