50k for 50yr. A test of endurance, and of friendship.
I had the ridiculous idea of running 50mile for my 50th birthday. Not my first ridiculous idea, or my last. Following a recent series of unfortunate events*, some of which have probably impacted on all of us at some point in our lives, I sensibly reduced the distance to a 50k hike. After everything which was going on, I didn't want to set myself up for failure. It would still be "50 for 50". An apt title for a personal life challenge. Training was never going to be constructive, or relevant to the task ahead, and as usual I pretty much just winged it. Afterall I have ran 50k, twice, in the past!. What's the worst that can happen!. I decided the route would be that of a 50k event that I had entered to do once, but a lack of self confidence, self esteem, coupled with my escalating anxiety resulted in my not participating in it, yet ironically then, I was in a better physical shape then than what I was currently now in. I arranged to do it with friends, which turned out...