Day 6 was monotonous. There were dunes. My feet felt great now that the rocks had gone and my blisters had totally healed. Don’t ask me how I managed to keep up the 66 plus km days without blisters. The Hokas were awesome. I was still running in just the one pair with injinji socks.. some sand was managing to get into my shoes but I was still happy running. I only took my shoes off once today…. to empty them of the red sand.
The heat was turned down to 38C and I was feeling pretty relaxed about finishing the run in 10 days. Still, plenty of time for everything to turn to sh**. Just keep with the plan Jane.
The highlight of each day was seeing the support guys up ahead. A few minutes talking and sitting and having food shoved in my face. I wasn’t eating as much as I expected and was leaning towards savoury stuff. My weight was a pretty consistent 54 kgs each day, so I was content with my nutrition and hydration. Get that wrong and it’s hasta la vista baby…
I love this photo. Janet was a stranger at Alice Springs airport. How quickly things changed 🙂
There were heaps of dead rats on the track today. Not much wildlife at all. One rabbit early in the day…… one? Since when do you EVER see just ONE rabbit? I still hadn’t seen a camel and we started to question the prints we were seeing.
The flies were unbearable. I had to wear my ipod just to stop the buzzing in my ears. The fly net was hot, but I’d be eating far too much protein or inhaling them straight into my lungs if I tried to run without it. At times there would be so many hanging onto the net I could hardly see through it. The black bits in my creamed rice were not sultanas…
The highlight of today was running past the 352km mark from last year. No fires yet…….. I didn’t want any disaster like that this year. I was pretty thrilled with the way I had got of my arse and organised this. I could start running when I wanted, get cold drinks, run more than 44kms each day and had positive vibes from all my fabulous non-smoking crew. All 6 of us were there to raise money for Bear Cottage, no fame or fortune, just a finish line at Birdsville and an adventure along the way.