What a weekend!
We packed up and started driving to St Francis late Thursday afternoon after work - myself, Rob & Ryan. The vibe was very excited, and the trip went by quite quickly, although we arrived at Ryan's Mom's place at about 23:30 after a pizza stop in Plettenberg Bay. The house itself was fowl. Fowl - as in Ducks.Ducks in the bedrooms, ducks in the bathroom, ducks in the kitchen - a smorgasbord of ducks. It was so funny, and I could so see myself staying there.
We tried out the desert sleeping bags - i really don't think i am going to get cold in it - and headed out for a long, looooooong run through the sands of St Francis and the tail end of Jeffrey's Bay. The sand makes running very hard - your heart rate goes up as soon as you move from trail to sand by far!!!!
We got to PE amidst the Ironman buzz and bling, it was strange not to be participating, but I must admit that feeling passed quite quickly. We got back on the road again on Saturday morning with packs and all and ran up and around UPE, even managing to startle a herd of Springbok that went crazy in front of us jumping a huge fence,or in the case of one unfortunate springbok, going straight through it at pace. We got more than just a few stares from the Iron people three dudes running with packs, made even more funny by people that thought Rob and I were racing the next day!!!
IronMan was interesting to watch for a change, the conditions were brutal.
Well done to everyone for pulling through, you're all my heroes.
Special well done to the Iron Lady Princesses for getting through a rough day!
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