The hardest week
Four out of seven days run, 47 km done, and all okay. The next 42 km I’ll run Saturday as if they will take me across halfway on race-day; take the run up from Kirstenbosch to Constantia Nek as if its the big Inchanga Bank. Run up Suiberbossie, take the long down into Camps Bay in my stride. And then slither the 4 km up Camps Bay Drive as if it’s Polly-gulp!-Shorrts.
All this running is eating into my chores time. Better go wash the kitchen down.