Very first moments of the day and first support. From neighbors!
Hoping for the best, prepared for the worst.
Siren went on. No way back now.
Second Aid station. Thirsty, always thirsty…
Half way there. 50th mile.
Trophy presented by my wife. Best combination ever. I felt so proud!
What do I suffer so much? This is the reason: I SUPPORT OUR PARAS.
5 minutes later I just couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. Sitting on the chair to big challenge too.
At the beginning I would just like to say a few words about my Point to Point march. It is one of the main events on the SAS selection test week. A long march over the Brecon Beacons from one RV point to another. Walking on roads and wider paths are not allowed and the Staff prefers candidates to move across the terrain in a straight line like a crow flies. This is proper cross country. This is done in bad weather, with a heavy load, military uniform and under time pressure.
NDW100 starts for me always a day before. It is a well known ritual of packing myself, repacking, checking and replacing. No matter how long I think and try there is always this funny feeling which tells you to change everything just the day before the start. It’s called panic.
The day has started early. I woke up at 1am and sipping lava hot coffee I was making my last checks for half an hour or so. Much later I went to pick up Pat, who was going to be my comrade during this trip.
We both had a mission to accomplish. Mine was to move as quickly as I could over the hills and Pat’s was to make an interview with Ken Jones, he asked him to draw a winner in our raffle and make some photos.
Weekend 17/18 of May was solely dedicated to the running for me and Anna. On Saturday we started very early as marshals helping with the South Downs 50 ultra marathon. For the first few hours we were feeding and filling bottles to the runners.