Thanks to all of you who have offered me kind words of encouragement and wished me luck, and a big thank you to those of you who have also sponsored me, you have been so generous and I really don't think I could find the words to express adequately exactly how much it all means to me.
Should you be watching the VLM on TV, from the comfort of your sofa, this year or even be visiting the course itself to cheer people on, you may want to look out for me... I will look like a red, sweaty, and slightly dead version of this:
The bright yellow vest in is aid of the children's charity, CHICKS,and Mik has, since this picture was taken, kindly customised it with my name on the front and back... so if you're there, and you see me, there's no excuse for not cheering me on as loud as you can!
As far as how I feel about the whole event... well, I think nervous excitement would adequately describe it. My feelings are a little in conflict with each other really; on the one hand, I feel like I'm nowhere near ready and wonder if I'll even make it to the finish line, yet on the other hand I know that I am and I can't wait to get down there and get it over with... I'm like an oxymoron! (I know that people have referred to my as such before... although they usually leave off the oxy!).
So, here we go... I'm off the pack my bags and make sure I'm ready for the early train to London tomorrow. Good luck to K, like in cake, who I know is also running... maybe we'll see each other there... and I'll see the rest of you on Monday night, once I've extracted my head from the large