After the disappointment of not finishing my first ultra, my sister and I decided that it would be a good idea to run a slighter shorter ultra to help build my confidence back up ready for when I tackle the Race To The Stones again this year. So here we were in the Shoulder of Mutton Pub at about 8.30am attaching our race numbers to our shorts and losing our ...

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So it was the morning of my first ultra marathon, the RTTS 2016. Having jumped out of bed at 5.30am and banged my head on the ridiculously low ceiling I was wide-awake. I had trained hard for this event (I hadn’t, I had runners knee and hadn’t trained at all) but I was fully fit (remember my knee? I was going to wrap it up like a mummy’s leg, I ...

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The day started at 5.30am as I was woken by the sound of music, a phone ringing and a loud bang which was quickly followed by “ARH, F**K!” Our phone alarms had gone off and my twin brother Dan had promptly sat straight up, banging his head on the low ceiling above his bed. A very amusing way to start the day … for me, not Dan. We were staying in ...

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