Twelve Months in the planning and it is only 2 days until I start. HOW? How did it get so soon?
My mind is doing the typical thing of flipping between being really excited to flutters of butterflies. It means I really care about this race.
The phantom injuries have started to show themselves. Niggles in the calf, shin, foot. A slight cold that has been hanging around like a bad smell. All the things. I have also been eating EVERYTHING which is great but there is a fine line between carb loading and just getting fat.
I have one last day at work and then I am off up to Fort William tomorrow.
I have been studying the route ever closer and I still am finding it hard to visualise past day 1. I think that once I get day 1 over and done with then I will feel better. Getting into the rhythm of waking up, eating breaky, start to run, get the run done, get to camp, clean, refuel, repack, sleep and repeat will help for sure.
I am lucky to have very supporting family and friends. Andy has been solid throughout this training cycle as ever before.
My friends supporting me in training and pep talks and giving me food. I am very grateful for that.
Messages for each day from Tina
I’m wondering all the things too. Have I bitten off more than I can chew? Will I get injured. Will I be able to carry on through pain? Will I find my limit?
I guess the shadow that loomed over my last adventure – city to summit and not being able to get to the summit of Ben Nevis still hangs over me. Was that my limit?
I will be starting on Sunday at 10am. You can follow my progress.