once home i had another shower and warmed up. i put ice on my knee. it had bothered me for the whole run. not enough to stop running but it was there the whole time. i didnt sleep well and was up early to go and get my hire car. i was worried that i would not be able to get it out of the car park area because it had turned to a muddy mess. my legs felt okay and only a bit sore going down stairs. my toes were a fucking mess. the big one on my right foot looked like it had lifted straight off and had shrunk. thank goodness the car was okay and aside from a bit of sliding i managed to get back onto the main road and drove into cairns to pick up the bike and run bag.
i didnt get up to much else while in cairns. i went out and had some wonderful meals and enjoyed a glass of wine and a few beers for the first time in many months. i packed up all my gear and the bike and got to the airport at dawn to catch my flight home. the last day was a beautiful day weather wise but it was raining again when i left. now i was worried about molly and just wanted to get home to make sure she was alright (which she was).
|Down comes the finish line.|
so what is the plan for the future ? my next race is mandurah 70.3 in november. before then i have a half marathon (first stand alone run) and a mtb event just to mix things up for a change. i have to sort out some niggling injuries. then i have some changes to make to my training so it takes my out of my comfort zone and into some different routines. and it all starts now.