I survived Sunday, I’m still in one piece and the whole world didn’t shift. Ohh sorry – it was Comrades on Sunday and I couldn’t run. Now for most people it was just another day but for me – for me it was this major hurdle to overcome without falling to pieces.
And I did it. I was next to the road, I swallowed quite a few tears, a few escaped but I made it.
It was an interesting day to sit on the sidelines, knowing how those people feel and what is going on in their minds and bodies.
5:30 when they started was terrible and then once the people I run with normally came past I really struggled again.
But it is over – now I’m just avoiding Facebook until the hype and excitement is over and people stop posting.
And bring on 2017 – I’m not going to sit on the sidelines again.