Marathon

On Sunday we went to watch one of my mum's friends run a marathon. It was a 26 miles long!

"How does she manage to keep running all the way?," I wondered. 

To see her running, we first took the train to Canary Warf.  The station was crowded and full of people wearing shirts with names of charities across them. There was also a lady singing. She was very good.

 There were people in weird and funny costumes and it took ages before we finally saw my mum's friend. She looked really tired and didn't notice us when we shouted her name.

Later on, we took the train to Monument. This time, she saw us and her face lit up. She ran faster after that.

When the marathon was over, she actually smiled. I really don't think I would have been able to smile if I'd just run all that way. She did look tired, though. Very tired. She said that her legs and tummy were sore and that she needed to curl up in bed when she got home.