Bright and early on a Sunday morning in April, we gathered in the Cleland Car park and listened to last minute instructions.
Amazing views, confirms a BIG reason why I do what I do.
Just over half way, I'm thinking that only doing the 12km may have been a wise choice. Especially now that my Self-Inflicted session of Squats and Lunges, two days earlier, was really beginning to be a pain in the Hamies and Quads.
It was great to see the markers as the kms were counting down, but I was a little peeved when I came to the 24km and no finish line in sight. What, I was sure it was only meant to be 24km. Thank God it was o n l y another 750meters! I was stuffed, but I got there :)
Woohoo, I came 3rd in my Age Group - not that I care. The imense satisfaction of Finishing these Events ... now that makes it all worth while!