27 october, my second race. I know, 9 km is nothing....but still, you have to do it.
800 people at the start, after few meters all are almost alone with their thinkings,troubles, emotions, and pain of course.
One hour running alone, up hill, in the middle of a nice autumnal forest, with mud, leaves and branches on the path.
At the finish line, you feel that you can keep on going, you still have some power to load on the road.