The Comrades bug really is a funny old thing - I must say I've had a big reality check this last month with things going pretty pear shaped, even by my standards I've always been a bit gung ho with my attitude towards distance running and Comrades - maybe irresponsibly so in some regards, with my passion for the event often over-riding my little remaining rationality. If I've ever led anyone up a dark path, I do apologize - I've learnt this last month that it's not as simple as I sometimes make it out to be and I've been lucky in many regards the last few years that my lack of prep has not come back to bite me in the ass (well, at least not in a more serious way than it regularly does) - in hindsight, I've been pretty lucky to avoid the big issues my lack of proper prep was quite possibly courting. I'm kakking off at the moment though, after back to back horror show marathons, at the finish of Vaal on Sunday, sporting by miles my worst ever marathon time, I was done with running, done with chasing this Comrades dream, and ready to happily offer up my ODD and OMTOM entries to any and everyone. This was no longer fun, I was tired of the pain and suffering, and tired of the disappointment... albeit all rather deserved in many ways. Why would I want to do this all again in two weeks time... how much can honestly change before ODD? Well, two days in running is a long time and I'm back and all aboard the stupid train. Two weeks to ODD and time to get my focus on, get my legs back into some better shape and get on top of all my bio work and core strengthening and hope for all hopes, these few little marginal gains will come together to get me over the line at ODD in a qualifying time for OMTOM and in one piece. Yes I know, send those straight jackets folks... Tat's the thing with this whole journey, it's easy when it goes well, it's when things go pear shaped that you really earn that Comrades medal. Hold thumbs for me, say a little prayer, do whatever it is you do... I'm gonna be out looking for some miracles at ODD
