A backlog of posts about my Point to Pinnacle experience, being a not overly fit, desk-bound, not-getting-any-younger casual walker.
Wednesday 1 August
The Point to Pinnacle entries opened today. I thought I had set myself up a reminder at 7.00 am so I’d remember to go in and enter pretty much as soon as the website went live. Unfortunately, I hadn’t and I completely forgot about it. I’d only set it to come up in my to-do app as a task for today, so I didn’t see it until later in the evening.
I saw the reminder. “Oh shit,” I thought. It’s today.”
I went to the website and had a read through the information there. It all seemed perfectly reasonable. Nothing scary here at all . . .
The toughest half-marathon in the world
The course is 21.1km long and just over 1,270 metres in elevation
This race is physically challenging . . .
All competitors MUST BE PAST the junction of Davey Street and the Southern Outlet by 8:40 am.
All competitors MUST BE PAST the turn onto Pillinger Drive off Huon Road by 9:40 am.
All competitors must complete the course by 11.40am (Walk: 4 hours 40 minutes).
Any competitor who has not completed the course by 11.40am will be instructed by Tasmania Police to hop on the final bus as it comes down the mountain.
WARNING: We advise all competitors to contact your GP before undertaking the Point to Pinnacle.
A medical warning in bold caps. “World’s toughest half marathon”. “Physically challenging . . .”
Is this really a good idea?
It was late and I figured it could wait until tomorrow.
But I knew what would happen if I left it until tomorrow. Tomorrow would become the next day, and that would become the day after until it became the day the event sold out and I couldn’t sign up. No. If I was going to do this, I was committing right here and now. No excuses.
So, I did it, and now I have 108 days to get into shape for this.
There’s a 12-week training program they recommend. Now I have no excuse. I’ve paid my money, I’m committed. I HAVE to do it.