We’re back from a great few days in Cape Town which in summary went something like this:
– We were guests at The Cullinan and it was amazing. We were in a big suite where some of my daily activities included choosing from the pillow menu or deciding which bath bubbles to order.
– You spent good time with your family – your various aunts, uncles, grandpa and extended family.
– The race, which was the main reason we were there, was good, and quite mixed, to be honest. It was my second slowest time, and I’m not sure why it was like that. I was exhausted physically and mentally, and not very head strong. My running shoes were shot too, and I had sore and burning feet throughout. And I felt heavy, reminding me that I really need to lose weight, otherwise Comrades is going to be another worse-than-usual struggle.
– But, complaints and moaning aside, I had lots of fun on the road, and a very good time, despite my slow time. I know this sounds like a contradiction, but I had a good time on the road, despite the heaviness and pain. The best part of the race was seeing you after the marathon mark with grandpa – you had waited patiently on the side to see me and your dad, who had passed about 15 minutes before me. Seeing you and my own little support crew made my day, and it was your hug and smile that fuelled me for the last stretch. Thank you for the support and brightness you shone on my race.
And so with another Two Oceans finish under my belt, a belt size that needs a decrease, and with your decorated packet still full of Easter eggs and treats from The Cullinan, we’re settling back home again – you on holiday still, and me working and seeking new projects.
Thanks for another great voyage,
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