Haaaard to get out of bed today. Tooooo wonderful of a hotel in a looooovely little town.
Hmmm.
Why is it we are running?
Regardless of this slow start today feels strangely like the rest day we have been looking out for.
Hard to say why but the 20km flat run to start seems to be a doddle and half the day's distance done by V1!
I let my chi-run me to the mountain and my up and over is a dream. Not a hiccup between us as our speed, strength and flow seems to grow by the day.
Even V3 seems ridiculously close beckoning us in with tomato soup and oranges. What a treat!
Fortunate too as Gavie laces fail just metres from the beeper.
Time for repairs, a snack, a chat and steady back to town.
The plan is working.
Each day we seem to jump places as the race takes on the look of a battle field.
Staying strong. Uninjured. Focussed.
We are grinding our way inexorably to Sexten and up 20 or so places since day 4.
Most importantly we are always making the final checkpoints comfortably and not just still in the race .. we are racing, baby!
PS Footcare 101 really didn't get me to ginormous blisters under toenails! Angie!! Where are you?? Suffice to say my husband saved me with a red hot paper clip .. if you want more details just ask .. joyously I can now bend my big toe!
PPS Gavie would like to note at this stage he does not have a single blister! Incredible and impressive!
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