Oh no! What the fuck have I done!!!!!???!!!

last year the skipper on the boat I sail on asked if I wanted to enter the 4 peaks race. Sounds like a laugh, I thought. What a twat. Of course, the inclusion of the word "peak" has nothing to do with "peak your interest" or "Widow's peak" as I'd reasonably assumed, but is about running up fucking hills! SHIT. Now I'm committed to running up Mt Stenhouse at 6am next Sunday morning after having been battening down hatches etc for 18 hours. What have I let my self in for. Just looked the race up on t'interweb here's a taste of what I found;

Everyone prepares very thoroughly and many of the teams train together for weeks prior to the event

Excuse me? we're meeting Monday in the pub

It’s a tough test of equipment, sailing skills and cross country running

Right. Our boat's 30 years old, our crew, well.

It is a gruelling, overnight event

Oh dear.

considered to be one of the most testing competitions in the region

It just gets worse...

requires the highest levels of fitness

Well of course it would, wouldn't it, you have to run up fucking HILLS.

Actually, I have the shortest one (a little over 350m) but if you think that's going to stop me pooping it, think again.

So, I'm off this Sunday to recce Mt Stenhouse and see what I've let myself in for.

When they say Run up hills, they really mean walk, right?

Bomber out