I did it!
That is all I can say about it really. I knew the run was going to be tough, but really, it was just so much tougher than tough.
I felt like I 'won' just by arriving at the start line. A crazy week; my production evenings (which were a hit by the way!), two flat tyres two mornings in a row, trips to shops and roadside dukas to get firewood and food for camping, a trip to the doctors, a few too many beers and being locked outside my compound...then the (what turned out to be) 4 and a half car journey to the race after work on Friday.
Exhausted would be the word.
My running buddy and I went into the exhausted-hysterical mode the night before the race, as we tried to set up camp, and fuel our bodies in the dark.
We were so exhausted we couldn't cope with actually lighting a fire with the wood that I brought, so this was our campfire in the car!
Debbie, my running buddy, said that as soon as I lay down in the tent I was asleep-not surpirsing. I can't even remember reading text messages before and after the race and to be honest, the race is a bit of a blur too, a bit of an out of body experience.
I am slowly recovering. My body is fine, my calves were a bit stiff with the drive back, but my energy levels need some serious recharging.
I'll tell you more about the run later.