'There's a fighter inside who will never give up... in the darkest hour the spirit of man comes to life'... Chris de Burgh (and I never thought I'd be quoting him!).
What an event that was. I am emotionally drained today and almost tearful at what happened from Friday at Noon, til' 2104hrs on Saturday. If you weren't there, you won't understand. You had to witness what the runners put themselves thru to get to the end of the race... or as far as they did.
We had it all, GB athletes, club runners, a blind runner and a wheelchair team... oh and it poured. We also had sunshine, tears and celebrations as well as a 40th Birthday Party at the end of the race.
For some it was just a few miles too far... Blind runner, Simon Wheatcroft got to 80 miles, an awesome achievement which will be good grounding to get him to the end next year. Others just found their limit, their own point of defining their own human endurance...
At the finish line though it was all smiles and hugs as one by one the crusaders came home... none more so that the last two runners who came in just after 9pm, when Paul Cartwright running in his late father's memory - power walked across the racecourse with Stuart Porter to the delight of his crew.
ULTRArace was created for days like these... and it reminded me of the old Marathon of Britain days...
Thank you to everyone who took part or helped, you are amazing.