JUST BREATHE...

If I can quickly just divert your attention for the next few paragraphs from the awesomeness that was Durban to something utterly terrifying and insane! I, Crazii Redhead, in complete insane mind and body have voluntarily (and I use this term very loosely as my running family paired with my body’s endorphins are a very persuasive bunch) elected to put myself through one of the most toughest and grueling races of all time (In the world that I live it is the toughest!). Yes, I am running the Two Oceans Ultra 56km Marathon on Saturday 3 April 2010. Coupled with this completely ludicrous endevour I have managed to lose my WPA license numbers. I have no idea where they are. I think they, much like my brain and other organs are trying to do, have gone into hiding until the aforementioned event has been completed.

Needless to say, I am in complete panic mode with none of my body parts communicating with one another, all talking above the decibel level any dog could hear, never mind mere mortal and all I can think about is 56kms. 56 grueling kms from Newlands all the way to Simonstown and back. For fun. Seriously?!?! There is (contrary to popular belief) a rational person inside me (buried deep down somewhere in the nether regions of my grey matter) that is trying her utmost to calm me down and convince me that everything will be fine and the only reason I am worried is because I have never done it before. Right, whatever!

So all I can really do now is try and breathe. As this is proving rather difficult, any words of wisdom/set of wings would be greatly appreciated in calming me down to a level where my heart is not trying it’s utmost to escape my chest and start co-habiting with my WPA numbers!

5 Days To Go!!!