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I half heartedly muttered to whoever was running with me “just forty-one to go!”

I half heartedly muttered to whoever was running with me “just forty-one to go!”

It’s a weird concept, the charity race, if you think about it too much.

He made it 5,373 kilometres (or 3,339 miles) before complications sidelined him.

One of those tactics of race prep that tends to fall by the wayside is figuring out what fuels you in the day before a race.

I only left the GoPro at home because I started pondering just how much I realistically wanted to carry through a race...

A dozen of us who are no longer just a bunch of strangers dropping in on a weekday evening.

I appreciate the support. I really do. But, I’m a toil in obscurity kind of guy.

Reading a bunch of my old posts I was just excited about being there, doing it, participating.


Then, race morning I woke up and stepped out of bed at around 5am and I felt it.