The big day looms big

So why Comrades 2011, so far, hard?  Got so much before, so what come back? Partly I know: be strong for my life’s autumn; healthy for two beautiful kids; top-up my soul with moon, stars, friends, more of the riches of the running world. But one more medal holds...

Agitation

Agitation:stomach*mind*knees. Nice these taper days, running perfectly but I wish I could have done more. Ok, ok no matter how much I did I would wish the same. But this 8k is so easy man, and only 11 of these on Comrades day. Easy! <choke COUGH> At least I...

Into the taper

Heavy rain woke me. Grit teeth, sleep to alarm. Sky clear clear, big smile. Venus & co not up yet – good chat with Alpha Centauri, my beacon since childhood. Cascading memories, flaring poems. Forgot to count the hill repeats. I know I did 6, hope I didn’t do 7. A...

The Perfect Distance … part 2

Part 2 of  Facet 2 of what makes the Comrades Marathon an ultimate runFirst, more of the feeling on crossing the Comrades finish line.  With relief and achievement comes: a marvellous affirmation of all that you dared, all that you did, all you prepared, all you...

Another run …

… another thousand thoughts. With each step a cascade of well-being. What to write, what to say? Just this then: had coffee with Venus and co today, the moon was rather late. And from time to time I pushed my plop-flop running to a plap-flap; by the end it was...