Leaving (oops left) on a jet plane.......
I am coming to the end of my last time at home before I start the race. R and R at home before 9 months of whirlwind thrills spills, ups and downs. As I come to the end of it the reality begins to settle in, I never realised how hard I would find leaving. Though those that know me will be chuckling as they know I never like to go away anywhere! My favourite saying whenever anyone leaves, "don't goooooooooo!" Coming back to haunt me now! I spent the first few days of my break pretty much asleep after leg 0. I think it was the whole love your own bed and when you finally stop your body really does stop..... Though my mind struggles to and I still wake every 2 hours or so thinking which way are we going where are the other boats. I guess that is what the next 9 months have in store. It would seem when you are going to set off off and away for several months you need to get your life in order, something I am not a fan of doing. So there have been some boring days doing ...