April - Old Mutual Two Oceans Marathon

[Sweder]

It was an April morning when they told us we should go
As I turned to you, you smiled at me
How could we say no?

With all the fun to have, to live the dreams we always had
Oh, the songs to sing, when we at last return again . . .

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So the time has arrived. The work is done, the miles banked, the sweat shed. Fourteen months in the planning, Paris to qualify, Steyning to prerpare. Muscles stretched, pounded, stretched again, injuries sustained, patched up, ignored. All this behind; ahead? A journey.

Fifty-Six leg-draining, heart-pounding kilometres.
Thirty four point eight unforgiving miles.
Six hours sweat in cold and heat.
Three friends in common aim.

One shot.