I. AM. SPARTAN … You yell this at the start line, and you believe it as you think ‘Yes, I WILL conquer all these daunting obstacles – I definitely am Spartan!’ By the end you’re more likely to be whimpering ‘Thank God I got through that relatively unscathed!’ I haven’t been too active on the
So for the second year running this race has coincided with the Ben Lomond one, and I was the lone Westie there, but I believe others have run this in previous years. Yes, I was first lady to cross the line and believe me I have dined out on the plaudits from friends and family
So the offer of a weekend up at Chez Gorman, with a tough wee hill race sandwiched in between the compulsory alcohol consumption, proved too tempting to resist especially given how much fun it was when last there a couple of years ago. For those who haven’t done this race before, it’s part of the