t’s something vitally important that many of my nonrunning friends have never heard of, and yet it’s my primary consideration when entering a race. No, it’s not loo provision, although as a fiftysomething, my days of dipping down for a pee behind blades of grass are long gone. It’s the ‘C-word’. Cut-offs. And when you fall foul of them, they can ruin your race. I’ve only
