Crossing the lap line for a second time I stopped for some water and energy. 2 laps, 10 miles, 2 hours. I was flying, I only had to get 3 laps in 6 hours!
My body was freezing, I couldn't heat up! The head talk started. Do I quit. Could I get back, change to warmer clothes rest a little and complete the two more laps. After all I would have had 4 hours to do it. Then it started to rain! Are you kidding me! Talk about testing mental strength. I got to one obstacle which was compulsory and in pain, just got through it rather than risk being disqualified.
I pushed on, step by step, body seizing up in more places, so much so I couldn't walk up a small slope.
That broke me. If i can't walk up that how can I climb and get over mud mounds, swing across rings! I knew at this point my race was over! My body was broke! It would not improve even if I could get back and warm up!
I limped over to the medical tent and there I was removed from the race. My timing chip was removed and I was driven back to the pit camp. I was gutted! 15 miles in and I was done! Even more embarrassing, as we drove off, 5 seconds later my hamstring went in to full cramp causing my leg to straighten and kick the medic next to me! We had to stop for a few minutes until it stopped spasming!
I got back to base, put some warm clothes on, and looked around! The course had claimed hundreds. In fact only 25% of the participants made the 8 hours! I stayed till the end to applaud the legends across the line, one guy did 50 miles. Jon Albon pictured below!
But I wasn't! Even though I missed my goal, I had achieved something. I had pushed myself to it's limits and that is all I can give! I now know what I need to do to get stronger. As I am typing this I am also signing up for next year's race! And I will be completing the full duration! (What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and all that) For all those that took part and did 1 lap or 10, wear your headband and badges with pride #HeadbandMonday