The day after the walk before

seriously this time. ouch.

Dan, Daz, Chris, Josh, Will and I kicked the Epsom Downs' ass yesterday. 20 miles of good size hills and some fantastic giant chalky mud puddles which tried to punish Dan for being chivalrous as he helped me across them...

Will complained at Daz's route which was gratutitously creating hills for the fun of it: going all the way down just to go all the way up again and pop out on the same trail just yards away from where we started.

Those fellas are really strong and fit, but we all eventually made it in amazing time - 6.25 hours later and enjoyed a well-deserved pint in the pub next to the racetrack.

Today, however, I am made out of stiff. Not in a good way.

This was us, half way - at Boxhill, taking our only 10 minute break all day.

Well done and thanks fellas, for route-marching me all that way - great training walk! Good luck to Chris, who is climbing Kilimanjaro in January; and good luck to Josh, Dan and Daz who are training for a crazy-ass difficult mud yomp - the Four Inns Walk (I think) in March http://www.fourinnswalk.org/

week five - up hill and down dale

Off to visit my sister Anne and her fiance Ben (sounds so posh) in t'Derbyshire dales tomorrow. Can't wait.

They are both running, jumping, climbing, skiing etc etc mad and I am going to mine them for information about training, living in cold weird situations, kit and altitude.

I have also asked them to take me on a long walk, up Kinder Scout - the highest peak in the Peak district, so am limbering up for some pain.

Chloe

week five - heads, shoulders, knees and toes

Damo, my high-fiving (awesome-ness!) trainer at the gym, convinced me to take his 45 minute spin/circuit class yesterday.

With about 10 others, I ran round the small, roasting hot class room, gaining a stitch already and puffing embarrasingly. He grinned and evil grin and caught my eye to tell the whole class this is just the warm up...

Then we cycled, pressed-up, curled-up, kneed-up, starred jumped, crunched and planked until my face resembled a post box.

Today, my arms are so dead - both jelly-like and leaden at once - I feel like Kevin and Perry.

It's so unfair.

Chloe

week three - ouch again

I have typhoid in one arm, hep A in the other and am feeling pretty weird today in the head, where they mix.

Chloooooeeey