Thursday 4th Novembe 2010
I have religiously followed the excercise regime given to me by the physio, and i can feel the difference in my hamstring however having spent 15 years playing football i am only to aware that i need at least another 3 weeks.
Tonight was decision time go out for a run and see how the leg holds up, the answer not the one i wanted each stride was painful like a knife being driven into the back of my leg every single time, i managed 2.5 miles before the pain became to much. I was also knackered can you really loose this much fitness in 5 days, or is it just the reality of the situation.
I walk back to the house and Rchel doesn't even have to ask she can see by the look on my face and the tears that i am trying to hide rolling down my cheek. In all this frustration Ethan just came over to me and gave me a big hug, no words just a hug it was perfect.
So have i packed yes, why when the reality is i stand no chance of finishing the marathon and if i do the time will be nothing to write home about and will be more than likely over the 5 hours allotted time. Well i can't explain i guess its me the way i am thats what got me to the top of Mont Blanc and i am praying its what will get me across the finish line, i have put in to much effort and made to many sacrifices to give up now.
Crazy yes stupid maybe but if i don't i will always wonder could i have.
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