THROWING CAUTION TO THE WIND : COUNTRY TO CAPITAL 45

Hurrying around the supermarket on a Friday night, I calmed the recurrent pre-race “What if I die?” niggle, and called my Dad.  In my attempts to settle some of the nerves that were dampening the feeling of my Friday evening, I was failing. “It’s alright, you’ve trained for tomorrow haven’t you?” He asked. “Errrr….” I thought. “Well, no. I’ve just been running.” Shit. What on … Continue reading THROWING CAUTION TO THE WIND : COUNTRY TO CAPITAL 45