I am almost 100% recovered. Even my GP is surprised. I put it down to the fact that I eat a plant diet but perhaps it is just the determination I had not to miss the above race.
Over the last 2 months I have been preparing. It's not a marathon or more, just 25k, but it will be run in a very rugged jungle trail in rural Thailand.
I have trained.
I bought trail running shoes to add to my collection.
I have almost begged DHL and Customs to release my parcel of trail running goodies that they held onto for more than 14 days.
Now I am ready.
I still have shingles but I am not contagious. I am just a little bit sore and a wee bit tired but when my energy runs out I can run on adrenaline.
There is something so magical about running on trails, in nature, with a fear of snakes and spiders but awe at the same time, jumping over coconuts, climbing steep hills.
It is the only time in my life where I feel no shame or embarrassment falling over or rolling down a hill in front of total strangers.
It is Euphoric.
I am more spiritual than religious, but when my fellow runners are far ahead of me (because that's what happens when you're really slow) and I can convince myself I am all alone out in the middle of nowhere; I feel closer to God. Really.
There will be at least 300 other runners lined up with me on Sunday. We will be running a single file trail through the jungle.
I am so freaking excited! And since I have no grand illusions about PB's or beating anyone, I will take a camera so I can hopefully capture some of the beauty of being blessed enough to run on a Kao Mai Keaw jungle trek.