1 giant air mattress. 1 tiny tent bedroom. 1 comfy person (me: on mattress). 1 squashed person (Liz: UNDER mattress).
2 night time dark toilet trips required. Of course bladder didn’t make this known until was in pyjamas and tucked up warmly in sleeping bag. 2 wellies put on over PJ clad legs and 1 portaloo visited.
1 dead GPS watch battery at start line = 1 sprint back to tent where other watch was retrieved from boot of the car ...
1 Proposal at start line. Not to any of us. Acceptances: also 1.
3 happy girls running the hills: Me, Angela, Liz turned into 4 happy girls when we spotted Leila who I’d met at TP100.
1 Naked farmer in 1 tin bathtub ringing 1 bell. Who apparently got stung on his farmer bits (1) by a horse fly (1).
4 watermelons eaten. In slices. Each. Approximate.
77 photos taken. Yes really.
3 pints of cider = 1 early night.
2 refills of 2 litre water bladder in running pack. May be related to number of night wees.
1 massive chalk giant on hill. 1 massive club. 0 items of clothing on giant.
10 hills. All MASSIVE.
1 Love Station ... 12 bottles of champers, multiple glasses of cider and 0 schnapps left by the time us dawdlers at the back got there.
1 race t-shirt with a picture of a naked giant and his massive club on the back. 1 husband asking “You didn’t wear that shirt in public did you?”
1 enormous ice cream with 100s of 100s & 1000s sprinkled on top. And strawberry sauce.
1 hog roast eaten in 3 minutes.
1 barn dance.
27.5 extra value for money miles ... and 1 slightly over distance marathon.
6hrs 32 minutes ... Personal Worst Time = One of the MOST FUN MARATHONS!!
2016 race entry on Christmas list!
