Ok, so I am a sucker for competitive races, but this is no ordinary race. Ten kilometers at 2,500 meters above sea level and 35,000 competitors, it is no walk in the park! This being our second year had us very organised with a game plan. We were getting there early, getting to the front and leaving early – before the other 35,000 people. At least, that was the plan. All good plans are meant to change, right?
So Chris ran, and got stuck in the fray which carried him along for the first kilometer or so, and I watched on – albeit a very reluctant spectator. My sad story goes that I was training (quite hard too I might add) to run a decent time in this race. Alas, tummy bugs and a head cold had me exhausted before I even got to the race. The only advantage was that I could take my camera and get some photos of the chaos that is a mass participation run (reminded me alot of the Sydney City to Surf).