If you want to eat an elephant, don’t start with the tusks’, or something like that.  Everyone is full of advice.  In my head, though, I’m not eating a bloody elephant, I’m running a marathon, well ten actually, and one after the other.  I’ve done marathons before (here comes the Snickers/Marathon joke, but I’ve never eaten ten in one go) but that was when I was younger, fitter and a little more relaxed about trying to achieve things by working hard for them.  Now I guess it