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Chaussures, Sapatos, Schuhe, 鞋, Scarpe, oбувь, Shoes…

It doesn’t matter where you come from… Shoes! A universally understood female language. A language I never really understood, until now it seems. This was mainly because I have man-sized feet, pretty and narrow but man-sized nonetheless. I’m the kind of girl who has 3 or 4 pairs of multifunctional shoes that I wear until they are dead, because it’s hard to find shoes to fit me, so I’ve never been…

Hohenort… Easily one of the toughest races on the calendar. It’s a beautiful race, hilly as hell, but beautiful and very well organised and efficiently marshalled… Maybe that’s why we keep going back? Because it can’t be because we love the hills!… But this year was my last.

The reason? Not the hills, because as much as I despise hills, I will sooner or later learn to conquer them (although I…

First of all, confession time… I bailed on the 30km. Before you judge me, know that I’m judging myself. Not because I bailed on the race, it was the right decision, but because it’s a decision I shouldn’t have had to make. I should have been ready, I should have trained properly (or just trained, full stop) but I didn’t, so when I woke up on Sunday and I was stiff from helping the homeless guy…

I’m about to get a 30km kick in the pants…

I’ve had a very lazy festive season. I last ran a race on the 28th of November, it didn’t go well, my feet hurt the whole way through the 10km route because my work shoes had caused rather uncomfortable calluses. So I spent a lot of money buying fancy pedicure gadgets and testing various old wives tales regarding skin softening.  I found that Vicks Vaporub worked really well, but requires that I…