So ... I supported a friend on her very first ultra marathon last weekend. She was awesome.
So awesome I appear to be completely unable to write about it so instead have split it into ‘wins’ and ‘challenges’.
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| Wearing same clothes. This was NOT planned ... |
Wins:
- Not having to touch her feet.
- Being (and I quote) ‘Best Pot Noodle Maker Ever’.
- Keeping her fed and watered. And not eating all her food when I got bored. Although I *may* have finished the cocktail sausages.
- Being Best Support Ever as even after she’d told me about her gross, leaking feet I still lent her my Hoka trainers.
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| Lots of good running |
- Not having to run up That Hill.
- Doing ‘galloping’ in the DryRobe. Both of us. In the same DryRobe. And NOT falling over.
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| Galloping. |
- Coordinating clothes. Whoops.
- Getting to be very, very proud of my friend and being on the lap with her when she crossed into Ultra and her longest distance ever.
- KNOWING that she’ll remember her pride when she did it and forget the sore feet and be ready to enter another one. Whatever she says right now.
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| Stuffing all available pockets with cocktail sausages. Good plan. |
Challenges:
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| Finding the balance between wearing ALL the clothes and being able to move forwards |
- Not eating all her food.
- Timing it right so someone else was there when she needed Foot Help.
- Not eating all her food.
- Timing it right so someone else was there when she needed Foot Help.
- Not eating all her food.
- Timing it right so someone else was there when she needed Foot Help.
- Stopping self saying “I’m SO proud of you.” ALL THE TIME.
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