Reality Check

Reality is starting to bite today.

I went for a 4mile run Monday night which I very much enjoyed, took it easy, and the legs felt good. My last run will be tonight, another easy 4miles and then important rest and fuelling up for Sunday. SUNDAY!!!!

My race number and timing chip came through Monday and I was very excited when I got home, and that is excitement is definitely there today as I print off all the paperwork I need and start to think about what to pack. But today another emotion has come to settle in my stomach. I wouldn't go so far as to call it dread. But I think fear would be an accurate description.

I guess fear of the unknown. Fear of death, well maybe not death but fear of pain. But most of all my old nemesis- fear of failure. I'm not entirely sure what would constitute failure at this stage. Not finishing it would obviously be gutting but I'm confident that we have prepared as best we can and as we are both very determined we will finish, unless we have medical problems and are forced to pull out by the marshals. But even if we come in way over our desired time, compared to where we started and just how far we have come, we are a success. And I think for both of us, having lots of interests and being perhaps a bit flighty at times (me certainly), this is the first thing that we've really taken up and stuck with, so that in itself is also a huge achievement.

So now we're at the bit I was really looking forward to- eating. I excel at eating, always have done :) But my recklessness seems to have disappeared and instead of reaching for 1kg of Dairy Milk I'm going with bagels, fruit, pasta, rice etc. How very exciting. Maybe I am finally growing up.

Nah!

(As a little aside I did buy 6 Creme Eggs for £1 yesterday at Farm Foods, bit of free advertising, but can confirm all six are still present and correct in their unopened packaging and will be waiting for us at the finishing line on Sunday. Well maybe not all 6 in one go! Depends how much pain we are in and whether eating ourselves into a Creme Egg induced coma will help numb that pain).

The forecast looks ideal. About 12 degrees, overcast/ raining, stereotypical Scotland really!

I expect you will get one more broadcast from me tomorrow then silence until it is all over. We will be setting off at 6.45am on Friday morning for the long drive and returning sometime Monday evening, triumphant but exhausted I would imagine.

A final plea, please please consider sponsoring us if you haven't already. As cliched as it is, knowing that we are doing this not only as a personal achievement but to raise money for an excellent cause will really help when the fatigue hits :D