“Are you all packed and ready for the weekend?”
“Of course not.”
In just under 36 hours, I will be toeing the line in… um… er… Oxfordshire somewhere, ready to run 100km along the Ridgeway to Avebury.
Training has gone as well as I could have hoped given the extremely sorry state that I was in after Thames Path 85, and it’s been really nice (I know, I know, there has to be a better word than that) to share some of that training and preparation with the incredible women on the @RTTS100 team.
There have been a few hiccoughs along the way, namely tripping over a tree root and straining an intercostal muscle (who needs to breathe anyway?), the after effects of over-indulging at a family wedding (drink this bleach and then punch yourself in the abdomen a few times), and dropping a shelf on my toe (because taperchondria isn’t stressful enough).
But, all in all, I feel ready.
Which probably means that it’s time to go and pack.