Signing your life away

It's been 18 months since I decided I wasn't quite ready to stop pushing boundaries for something I believed in. 18 months of a new obsession, and with that there have been new highs and new lows; bone-cracking, skin-blistering, zero-self-belief, crying-at-the-side-of-a-road-at-2am sorts of lows but tantalising new adventures on the horizon to make it all worthwhile.

The Jungle will be at the end of this road, in all its deadly, sweaty glory. And in just 4 days, I'm going to leap another step closer. The Vietnam Mountain 100km race awaits. Do I feel prepared? Not even close! I don't know what extreme humidity feels like, let alone what it's like to run in. I don't know what 100km feels like. And I don't have a clue what tantrums my body is likely to throw when faced with all this plus mountains and tough terrain to boot.

But isn't that life? You can never really know what's coming next and how you're going to deal with it until it's sprung upon you.
Although, life doesn't generally come with an indemnity waiver to state you're perfectly accepting of the fact you might very well die during the course of the race *gulp*.

Anyone wonderful enough to be following this adventure of mine will probably already know the cause I'm supporting, but if you missed it: Rock2Recovery is an organisation set up to aid distressed serving and veteran military men and women as well as their families. Give them a Google...right after you've clicked on the fundraising link ;)
https://teamfortitude.co.uk/donators/shauney-watson

Over and out, the runner who (yep, you've guessed it) hasn't even finished packing her bag yet.

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