Run, Susan, Run (Part 2)
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It occurred to me then that sometimes, in order to fully appreciate the awesome beauty of the stars, you must immerse yourself in total darkness. (I remind myself of that whenever things seem a little black.) The view just down from the summit was equally awesome.
In December 2005, at age 49, I participated in my first sprint triathlon – half the distance of an Olympic event, but a triathlon nonetheless.
Three months later, I celebrated my 50th birthday with a second triathlon, and took first in my class. (So what if there were only two competitors in the over-50 females category?)
(By the way, congratulations and thanks to Julie Hall, Ironman triathlete, personal trainer and driving force behind the Dubai Tri Club. Julie expertly and enthusiastically organises most of the triathlon events that take place in Dubai.)
In May 2006, I tackled Mt Toubkal , the highest mountain in Northern Africa, with my friend Elaine (again!), and several of her co-workers. We had a grand time trekking through Morocco’s Atlas Mountains for five days before finally making our way up the ‘piece de resistance.’
I fell ill with fever and had to be carried by donkey to the base of the mountain, but after a night’s rest I made it to the top, with the rest of the group, under my own steam.
It was exhilarating.
Unfortunately, injuries I sustained in the summer of 2007 nipped my running and trekking career in the bud. I haven’t been able to do much besides cycle, swim an workout in the last two years because of Achilles tendonitis and plantar faceitus in both legs and feet.
But all of that my change with new equipment that has allowed me to start running again….