When you’re tired you sometimes do things without thinking
that could end in disaster, I have done that three times in the last 12 hours,
first I walked out in front of one of the cyclists who was zipping through the
start finish area in the small hours, then I walked out in front of the same
guy, only an hour ago as I was intent in getting across the track to talk with
Simon, then last and I hope it is least, I deleted the last post instead of a
duplicate photo of the Red Socks helping the White Rabbit cheer on Simon. So I am going to try and remember what I wrote and give you
a précis of the last post.
Simon was exhausted yesterday, I walked and jogged with him
on several laps during the second half of the 7th marathon, he was
lucid, but then only 4km’s short of his goal he fell asleep whilst running. I
quickly decided to send him to his sleeping bag, I tidied all of the loose ends
and then followed him into mine. Whilst we slept Kale was able to claw back some of the laps,
as I said yesterday this is a fascinating event with all of the different
strategies that carry competitors to the end. Simon and I really do want Kale
to make it too and will help him and his Dad as much as we can to ensure that
he too achieves his dream.
Once Simon was back on track this morning he was able to run
again, having hobbled for most of yesterday and quickly took back some ground
lapping much quicker than Kale, the goal for us this morning was to complete
another half marathon plus the 4km’s lost last night. However the heat today is
by far the most oppressive it has been, especially across the open car park
area, we decided to only run the projected 21km and save the missing 4 until it’s
cooler. I have left Simon sleeping in the shade on the favoured couch. The
thought was to start again at 2pm but that might have to go out of the window
until it cools down, Kale has his head down so I may as well let Simon sleep
more too.
We have a new plan for finishing and finish we will.
That little fella Bourne is a marvel truly triumphing over
adversity, when we finish tomorrow it is going to be very emotional, and from reading
the posts, no doubt you will feel the same.
As I walked round the parque this morning I noticed the Red
Socks getting aggressive with a band member, who was told in no uncertain terms
“to put a sock in it”.
Sleep on Simon, come back strong.
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