Thames Path 100 - The Grandslam Journey begins.
It seems a very distant memory that moment I thought about running the Centurion Grandslam and an equally distant memory when Zoe agreed. Yet after several months of working training into normal life I found myself only moments away from starting my greatest running challenge to date. Training had gone reasonably well and there were no reasons to believe that I could not cross the finish line in Oxford. Besides for a race like this you have to believe you are going to finish or you are beaten before you've started. What I hadn't anticipated standing at the start line was just how much of an epic journey this race would prove to be.
|All my bags are packed and i'm ready to go....|
|The lucky monster made by my boy.|
|Ready to race.|
|The Three Amigos.|
James Elson gave his final remarks to the runners. As ever he reminded us to keep safe and that at some point we were going to get wet. My personal favourite though was the warning to all those running through Reading in fluorescent that they would be shouted at and so to run quicker. With all the remarks completed the countdown began... 10.... 9...... 3.2.1... and we were off.
|The calm before the storm.|
|Reading Aid Station|
|Finley is simply my little hero and true inspiration.|
|Not sure which of us had more fun.|
|My Amazing little family. Moments like these are why I run.|