...or 'Grim' as I call him as we're on first name terms, nearly caught up with me at the end of last year's Transalpine Run. It's not the time to re-hash the whole sorry saga, but suffice to say that I became 14st-style fat and extremely lazy during my recovery from pulmonary emboli. I really needed to sort it out.
I'm quite happy to exercise, but I won't train unless I'm frightened, so I needed to find an event that scared the living bejaysus out of me. This arrived in the form of The Severn Challenge, a multi-day ultra-marathon (or 'gaylord stage race') from the source of the Severn to the sea. It's 214 miles over 5 days and largely gently downhill.
I've never run more than 45 miles in one go; I've certainly never done those kinds of distances on consecutive days. If I don't train, I won't finish. I've entered, I've started training; game on.
You're supposed to train for this? Isn't training tantamount to cheating?
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