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When we started planning this run there were 10 people interested in taking part.  Gradually that number has dwindled.  Clashes with other events, injuries in training, a nasty kidney stone needing surgery and a case of Lyme Disease (picked up on an ultra event in Canada) have all conspired to reduce the number down to just four*. 

Assuming none of us over-sleeps tomorrow Jez, Rachel, Scott and I will be on the 0630 bus to London.  Getting there will take about 3 hours.  Getting back, well I’m estimating at least 35 hours of running will be needed, possibly more as it’s likely we will all slow down as the event goes on and tiredness takes it toll.  It’s a month’s worth of running crammed into just four days. 

Thinking about too much it isn’t a good idea.  It would be to easy to freak out and panic.  So I keep telling myself it’s not a 138 mile run.  I’m just going to run a mile 138 times.  All I have to do to get to the end is keep running the next mile. 

Over the next four days we’ll be posting updates on twitter (@w2cultra) throughout the day so follow us there as well as catching up with the detail here in the evening.

* Given that I’ve spent the day at work sat next to someone who’s been shivering, coughing, sneezing and generally looking like they are going down with flu that number could go lower still.  The joys of a sick absence policy that encourages people to come into work when they are unwell and spread it round everyone.