We registered at the Expo and picked up our numbers for the hardest run that any of us have ever run… harder by 30k. As the sky cleared slightly, we were able to see the tops of some of the mountains and realised that we would be running higher than most of what was visible.
Realising that worrying was not going to help, we had a cup of tea, read each other’s tea leaves, realised that our trainers could have been in much worse condition and had a game of chess. Now bring on tomorrow. Or something like that.
