Petite Feet Runaway

Pre-Steenbergen Rambling My arrival at 24-hour running has been a bit of a whirlwind. A year and a half ago I took a train to Wales to piggy-back on my sister’s crewing position for New Zealand runner Matt Bixley who was running the Commonwealth 24 Hour Championships in Llandudno. I had no idea this running existed. The runners go around in circles. All night. You had to wipe your hands with nappy wipes so that you didn’t give Matt unnecessary germs. Ok, maybe that was just a Matt thing… There were these three Scottish lassies running; Debbie Martin-Consani, Sharon Law and Pauline Walker. Who were these people? I cheered for them because they were from Scotland but I didn’t really understand their greatness. There was just one female representative for New Zealand at this race and I figured that maybe New Zealand needed some more lady runners for their team. So essentially I started running 24 hour runs because my country NEEDED me to. What a saviour. Less than a year ago I r...

I fly to Holland for the World 24 Hour Championships tomorrow to run for New Zealand. I’m getting excited. I love a good party. My mother and father have flown over from New Zealand to crew for me. Okay, so they've flown over for my wedding and the race just happens to coincide but they’ll be there nonetheless. Olivia has decided that she’s a fan of Red Bull and has signed herself up again. Scott has saved himself the trauma of watching me smear my face with coke and then pee myself. Wise man. Below is a breakdown of my training schedule for those who like to follow a thorough plan: My food box is ready which is the most exciting part of this whole experience. There’s enough scroggin to provide three meals a day for a week. I’d love to see the security guard’s face when he checks out the bag going through the x-ray. The plastic cutlery has been packed in check-in luggage just in case it’s deemed an of...