Moving on from the Atacama Crossing

Atacama aftermath post

It’s nearly a week after the Atacama Crossing and I still can’t find the words to tell my loved ones about the time I spent in the desert. I’ve cried a lot. I’ve drunk too much wine. I’ve consoled myself with the fact that I’m travelling around Chile for two weeks, before returning home to a dream job and people whose love and support is unconditional.

There’s a marathon in Los Angeles, 12 hours south of Santiago by bus, a week after Atacama. Jon’s running and I want to join him. My head says, rest up, but with two weeks of altitude training in my lungs, I can’t resist the chance to race a flat, easy course. A novelty foreigner, I run hard, thinking only of the prize money at stake, and finish proud in three hours and 23 minutes. Third lady, with just over £200 in my pocket. I don’t regret anything.

I’m familiar with the post-race blues. I’ve written about them before. But this time the fug takes longer to lift. Three weeks on and I’m still not sure it has. I’m reticent to jump straight in and enter new races. The ultra-marathon roller coaster isn’t easy to get off once you’re on it: I’m in love with the experiences, the freedom. The people I meet and the solitude at the same time. Maybe slightly addicted too.

I put a lot of asks on my body while training for Atacama, and during the race itself too. Part of the reason I don’t want to set new race goals just yet is because I still want to soak up the experience of the desert. I also don’t like to take my body for granted. The miles stay in my legs for longer than I think. Although they feel well rested now, a few short runs and my hip flexors are tight and sore, so it’s back to stretching. Cycling to get places rather than running there.

Yoga helps me to check back in with my mind and undo some of the miles I ran in the desert. ‘After Atacama’: I said this a lot in the lead-up to the race. I’ll catch up with friends after Atacama. There’ll be time to get this-and-that-in-my-life back on track after Atacama. Now it’s after Atacama and I’m still not quite in the right frame of mind to be getting on with all these things just yet. But, like my body, my mind is still healing as well. And hell, if I want to lie in rather than doing a park run, or watch repeat episodes of Breaking Bad all afternoon, then I will. No drama.

Mind over matter: I guess it’s no big secret that a race like Atacama is the ultimate test of this. And when highs are higher, the lows are lower, and the matter is much tougher than before, I probably shouldn’t be alarmed that it takes my mind longer to bounce back.

I learned a lot during Atacama, like the importance of running my own race, rather than someone else’s. I went in without any new races on the horizon, as I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do after completing such a big goal. I considered dabbling in triathlon or racing shorter events, but now that it’s over, I’m still just as much in love with running long distances as I was before. So in 2015, there will be 125 kilometres at Trans Gran Canaria and my first 100 miler. I think my mind is ready to do it again, and hopefully my legs will follow.

Atacama Crossing: Learnings

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It would be fair to say that preparing for the Atacama Crossing was a complete guessing game in terms of kit and training. Although my main objective was to travel as light as possible, I didn’t have an infinite budget to splash on expensive, techy kit that I might only use once. Similarly, living in a big city made it difficult to find trails to train on that replicated the technical desert terrain (hashtag London runner problems). Below are some things that worked well, stuff that didn’t and what I’d do differently next time (hypothetically; I don’t have plans to do another desert race in the immediate future).

Kit

This is by no means a definitive list, as what works for one person won’t necessarily work for everyone. But overall I was really happy with my kit choices: my pack weighted in as one of the lightest and I wasn’t too cold at night, despite having minimal gear.

Salomon Speedcross trainers: Trainers are a very individual thing, but I really loved everything about these. The tread was perfect and they felt sturdy and supportive. They drained well over the multiple river crossings and, most importantly, they didn’t let in any sand, which was a problem for competitors with predominantly mesh trainers.

X-Bionic Fennec top: I liked this – it was comfortable and didn’t chafe, but it didn’t exactly work miracles either. I still felt hot in the heat of the day and reckon a white, technical top at a fraction of the price (it retails at around £90) would have worked just as well.

Skins shorts: I initially felt short-changed when I discovered these didn’t have zips or pockets, but this was probably the best thing about them, as there were no excess features to rub or chafe. Very comfy.

lululemon Stuff Your Bra: supportive running bra with the added bonus of pockets that came in handy for transporting blister tape, loo roll, spork, etc, around camp.

Karrimor anti blister socks: most competitors ran in a combination of toe-socks and Drymax socks, but I stuck with what I was familiar with and was really happy. I had a few blisters but nothing you wouldn’t expect from running 250k across a lot of water and sand.

Inov-8 gaiters: my decision not to take full-shoe gaiters paid off, partly because of my footwear, but these kept out sand where the dunes were over the ankle. I’d use them again.

OMM Adventure light 20l pack: I really loved this bag – it was the perfect size for a small-framed person wanting to race light. In a world where a lot of bags are made for men, this is a great female-friendly option.

Mountain Hardware sleeping bag: this did the job but wasn’t the lightest or warmest out there. If money was no object I’d take a PHD Minimus Down bag next time.

Klymit X-light sleeping frame: I considered not taking a mat but am very glad I did – the race would have been misery and doom without one. Once I’d got the knack of not rolling off it, it was comfy, but I’d be tempted to take a larger, foam one next time, as a lot of time was spent hanging around camp and attempting to stretch, post-running.

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Fuel: I thought I’d beaten the system when I discovered instant noodles that were of a similar high-calorie-to-gramme ratio as freeze-dried meals and tasted great too (and were a lot cheaper). But in the desert, they got a bit monotonous and I struggled to eat 800kcals in one go, so in future I’d probably take a mix of freeze dried meals and instant noodles, divided into a couple of smaller 400kcal portions.

The same goes for the rest of my food: protein bars and nuts tasted OK (by the second day I’d lost my appetite anyway), but not great. When fellow competitor Emily shared her crunched up salt and vinegar crisps with me they tasted incredible so I’d definitely pack these in future.

Electrolytes: I’d only ever used these in tablet form (like Nuun), but when I realised I’d need about six tubes to meet the mandatory requirement (too much weight) I took a chance and just packed s-caps. Although I’d tried them out in training, it was under less sweaty conditions so it was hard to know how many I’d need. So I guessed, then added a few more for good measure. I planned to take them roughly every hour, but when my watch broke early on, I did it based on when my fingers started to puff up from water retention (maybe don’t try that at home though).

Training

I was happy overall with my training and, finishing as 2nd lady and 13th overall, must have done something right. But having trained predominantly on city trails (think Richmond Park, the Thames towpath, Wimbledon Common: off-road but not particularly technical), these were nothing compared to the tough terrain in the desert (think, big rocks, gorges, soft sand, rivers.). If I did the race again I’d get out to the wilderness and run on some more technical ground (eg the North Downs Way, Scottish Highlands, or Lake District). As with the big European races like UTMB, it’s no great secret that the runners that excel at these are the ones that live and train in the mountains, so it goes without saying that replicating race conditions as much as possible in training is the way to go.

Atacama Crossing – Acclimatisation

 

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Since arriving in San Pedro four days ago, breathing has got a whole lot easier, which is a relief, as I’ll be doing a lot of this during the Atacama Crossing. The town sits about 2,500m above sea-level, and part of my reason for arriving eight days before the start of the race was to acclimatise to this relatively high altitude.

Two-hundred and fifty thousand metres isn’t so high that it causes severe symptoms like sickness or dizziness, but it’s sufficiently high to make physical exercise hard. On arrival, I felt out of breath just walking up the street outside my hotel (which is on a slight incline) and when I went to bed on the first night, my heart thumping loudly spooked me a bit.

I hired a bike on the first full day in San Pedro and cycled up a big hill to see the views across the town. Two local dogs came joined me from the outskirts of town and ran alongside, not seeming bothered by the heat or elevation. But by the end of the trip I felt exhausted, headachey and blocked up from the scorched desert earth and dust.

The effects of altitude are really hard to describe to anyone that hasn’t experienced them before, but it’d be fair to say that it’s not too dissimilar to exercising with a severe hangover (I imagine – it’s not something I’ve tried). Your mouth feels dry (you lose more water through sweat at high altitude), your heart pounds and your head spins a bit. But I’ve persevered so the experience isn’t a massive shock on race day, and am so glad I have.

Yesterday I ran with a fellow race entrant – we got chatting in town after spotting each other in giveaway items of desert kit (me, front Raidlight bottles; her, Salomon S-Lab shorts). We ran (and hiked a bit) for about ten kilometres, out to Pukara de Quitor, some ancient ruins that sit at about 3,000m above sea level. At the top we could see for miles and miles, across San Pedro and to the volcanic ridge on the border of Chile and Bolivia. It was worth it not only for the views, but also to discover that running felt really comfortable once we got going: it was only the first few minutes where I felt short of breath. On a short three mile run today I managed to hit the pace I’d been training at back at home (between 9-9:30 minute miles, albeit that this time it wasn’t with full rucksack weight), and again, no lungs were coughed up in the process.

It has also been reassuring to find that the peak temperature isn’t as hot as I’d expected. It reaches about 30C by the afternoon, but on most days I’ll hopefully have finished running by then. Nights in the desert are very chilly (about 4-6C) and often windy, so this is more of a concern than the heat, but hopefully I’ll have enough kit to stay warm (despite having packed very light).

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From the many photos I’ve shared so far, it’s probably clear that this is a pretty special part of the world to be ‘racing’ in (and by racing, I mean stumbling around in a desert halfway across the world, trying not to inhale too much dust or get lost). Despite the event only being six days away, I still feel quite detached from what I’m about to take on. Travelling alone, staying with strangers in dorm rooms and drifting around sleepy San Pedro, waiting for the fifth of October to come. This has felt like an adventure in itself and has distracted me nicely from what’s around the corner, and I’m pretty happy about that.

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Atacama Crossing training – tapering

Cat Kent Coastal

Over the past few weeks, the enormity of what I’m about to take on has started to hit home. I did the serious but boring stuff that cost even more money than I’d already spent, like sorting out a medical certificate and insurance. I fiddled around in the kitchen and concocted a high calorie meal replacement shake for breakfasts in the desert, and organised my food for each day into large, ziplock bags, with the contents and calorie content written on the outside.

My training peaked a couple of weeks ago, when I ran 28 miles then an (organised) marathon the following day, both with 6-7kg (close to full race weight) on my back. I hit a decent pace on both days (around 9:30 minute miles), finishing the marathon in 4 hours and seven minutes, feeling strong and grateful my body was coping so well with not only increased mileage, but increased mileage with added weight on my back.

When the Kent Coastal marathon organisers spotted me finishing the race in full desert gear (tight X-bionic kit, rucksack, front water bottles), they called me over for an interview over the tannoy. Having spent the race feeling a bit over-dressed, I was glad for the opportunity to explain that I was training for a 250km multi-stage, self-supported race in the Chilean Desert. They seemed surprised by how heavy the bag was that I’d just run with and I explained about the rice bags. I’d barely noticed the pack on the race, and took this as another good sign that I must be in peak race form.

After the race, I went out and drank beer with my family on Margate’s harbour arm. I rested the following day, returned home to London, then woke up the next day with a slightly sore left ankle. It felt like a really mild sprain, nothing to be overly concerned about, but maybe an excuse to start tapering a bit earlier.

I haven’t run since then, other than a short two mile ‘test’ jog to coach my club’s junior athletics session. My ankle felt fine – no better or worse – but still a bit sore. I want to run and I feel like I could, but don’t want to risk setting my body back, having come so far.

I don’t feel like an injured runner. Maybe I’m in denial slightly, but I feel that being injured is a state of mind, in a sense. I’d be lying if I claimed not to be a little bit daunted by the prospect of what’s ahead of me, given my recent physical worries. But a quick check in today with friend and sports massage therapist Simon Lamb helped to dispel some of mental niggles that have emerged as a consequence of not having run for nearly two weeks. This time next week I’ll be on my way to Chile, and on the 4th October I’ll be taking on a race that I couldn’t be more excited about. And while part of me wants to squeeze in a run before then, another part knows there’s still a lifetime of adventures ahead.

 

Atacama Crossing: Week 3 training – KIT!

Bag and rice

The last week’s training has been fairly uneventful – so no spontaneous bike trips to Box Hill at sunrise or marathons with bags of rice in my pack. I’ve kept ticking over with a few high intensity classes, short back-to-back runs (4-5 miles each way to work, twice a day), and a 15 miler on Monday with four kilogrammes of rice in my bag (about 5.5kg in total, including water and pack weight).  When it rained so hard that my phone got wet and stopped working, I put it inside one of the bags of rice overnight to draw out the moisture, so won at training and resourcefulness.

The reduced training volume has been on purpose – I tend to follow a ‘one week on, one week off’ sort of structure to allow my body time to recover between high mileage weeks (although still clocked 40-something miles). It also meant I could get to grips with the mandatory kit list. I’ve struggled to find much advice online about what competitors take on the Atacama Crossing, so have been reading a lot of Marathon des Sables blogs on desert running gear and food. For this reason, I wanted to post something specifically on kit and what I’ll be running with, in case it helps future entrants. Items marked with a star are on the mandatory kit list. Here goes…

Wearing

*Running shoes: Salomon Speedcross 3 – these initially felt too supportive around the ankles, but I’ve grown quite keen on them.
*Shorts: either Skins (offers more coverage) or lululemon Dart & Dash (have handy side pockets).
*Top: X-Bionic Fennec – great top, quite high around the neck so bag doesn’t chafe.
*Sports bra: lululemon Stuff your Bra – really comfy but supportive.
*Underwear: IF I wear them I’ll take lululemon’s Light as Air, which weigh just 12g (I might take a spare pair for the long stage, which is 47 miles).
*Cap with neck cover – Raidlight Sahara sun hat.
Buff: Inov-8 – part neck-cover, part wiping-sweat-from-eyes.
*Socks (2 pairs are compulsory): something familiar – Balega or Karrimor double layer blister socks.
Gaiters: undecided about these, as there isn’t so much sand on the route that it warrants full-shoe gaiters, so might opt for half-gaiters.

Kit:

*Bag: OMM Adventure Light 20l: The kit list specifies 25-30l but I’m keen to go as light as possible, so have opted for something smaller and am crossing my fingers that everything will fit – may have to play kit tetris. Will definitely be cutting off all the excess straps to save weight.
*Hydration system: 2x Raidlight Olmo 750ml and 1x 1l Platypus SoftBottle to meet the mandatory requirements of being able to carry 2.5l of water at all times.
*35l Waterproof bag: grabbed a Karrimor cheapie in Sports Direct that weighted the same as more expensive ones from specialist stores.
*Sleeping bag: Mountain Hardware Phantom 45
*Headlamp & Back-up light: Petzl TakTikka+ and an eLite
*Red flashing light: cheap one from Tiger
* Knife/multi-tool: plan to take a single razor/scalpel blade to save weight
*Whistle: rucksack comes with one built into bag clips
*Mirror (to attract attention in case of emergency, rather than for checking state of self in morning): laminated piece of tin foil (weights just 1 gramme!).
*Survival bivvy bag: another Karrimor cheapie that was just as light as pricey ones.
*Compass: found a very old one in the back of a draw, probably from Duke of Edinburgh days. Took the silver ring attachment off and saved 3g of weight (now only 8g!).
*Eating utensil: spork from Sports Direct – also removed the metal clip to save weight
*Sunscreen (min 30ml): taking double the minimum requirement of Banana Boat sports sunscreen
*Lip suncreen: taken out of plastic case and put in small ziplock bag to save weight
*Medication: small selection of painkillers taken out of packaging and put in ziplock bag
*Blister kit: small DIY kit with safety pin, alcohol wipes, zinc oxide tape, plasters
*Compression bandage
Sudocreme: small amount decanted into a small ziplock bag
*Safety pins
*Alcohol gel (60ml): begrudge having to take this
*Toilet tissue/wet wipes
Toothbrush and toothpaste: (note it’s not a mandatory item, but I cut my toothbrush in half and found a mini airline toothpaste, so not much additional weight.)
*Long tights: ones I currently own – whichever weigh the least.
*Long-sleeve top: a down jacket fills this requirement and provides warmth – taking an Ayacucho one which was the lightest I could find at 232g
*Waterproof jacket: I invested and bought a decent one, as it’s on the mandatory kit list for most ultras – Salomon Bonatti WP jacket is worth every penny.
*Rain poncho: free one I got from Color Run
*Warm hat: a cheap, lightweight Karrimor one, as it’s something I’ll never wear again
*Gloves: Kalenji ones I already own
*Sunglasses: cheapie TK Maxx (but are decent, polarised ones)
*Nationality and 4 Deserts patches
*Electrolyte/salt tablets: will probably just take salt tablets to save weight (and I imagine flavoured electrolyte tablets taste hideous when warm)
*Food supply – still figuring this out, and will probably follow it up with a stand-alone post.
Ear plugs – weight 2g, totally essential
Sleep mat – undecided whether to take one. Might cut up an old camping or yoga mat so it just covers shoulders and hips.
Camera – given up on GoPro dreams after discovering they only have around two hours battery life, so will probably take an old HTC phone which has an alright camera.

The next steps will be to nail down food and run 30 miles today! Laters.

Atacama Crossing: Week 2-and-a-bit training

Warning: Contains geeky spreadsheet stuff, obsessive kit weighing and tales of cutting toothbrushes in half.

I learn a lot of stuff this week and had a pretty epic week (and a half) training for the Atacama Crossing.

  • I started training with a weighted rucksack. Possibly a bit late, but I’ve been run commuting for a few years and am used to carrying stuff around with me on runs. So I headed to the supermarket and bought six one-kilogramme bags of rice to carry on training runs (as you do), starting with three bags and gradually increasing to six. And the bonus of using rice, over other heavy items (like rocks or bricks, not to mention being kinder on my back), is that I can eat it after I’ve finished training (if I want).
  • On Thursday night, I went to a social hosted by Racing the Planet, who organise the 4 Desert race series (Gobi, Jordan, Atacama and Antarctica). We drank lots of beer and discussed stuff like what food has the highest calorie per gramme ratio (ie how to meet the calorie requirement of 2,00okCal per day, while carrying as little weight as possible. Some food I’ll be taking with me includes:
  1. Go Noodles: 5.7 kCal/g – these are actually more calorie dense than expensive, freeze-dried meals
  2. Peperami: 5 kCal/g –  not something I usually eat, but I imagine they’d taste heavenly when you’re tired/hungry/craving salt/protein
  3. Peparami peanuts (YES!): 5.4kCal/g – I’d love to meet the person that invented these because I think we’d get along very well.
  4. Clif Shot Bloks: 3.3kCal/g – not so high, but I’ll be taking them as my sugar source because I know they work for me on long runs
  5. Cashew nut butter: 6.4kCal/g – very high, I’m tempted to decanting around 30g a day into zip lock bags as a treat.
  • I made a kit spreadsheet to ensure I’m not carrying any more than I need to be, and have managed to get my total pack weight down to around 5.8kg (before water). This will comprise of 500g food per day (mostly high calorie items) and not much more than the mandatory kit. The only luxuries I’ll be taking include ear plugs and sudocreme (will blog a full list of things once I’ve worked everything out).
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Take the metal ring off a compass and cut your toothbrush in half!

  • I also spent an evening weighing various bits of kit and finding ways to make them even lighter, like cutting a toothbrush in half and decanting sudocreme into a small ziplock bag. I even laminated a small square of tin foil to make a mirror (on the mandatory kit list to attract attention in case of emergencies), which I’m quite proud about (full credit goes to friend Matt for suggesting this one).
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Ride to Box Hill

  • I did a bit of light training throughout the week, including CrossFit, some high intensity circuits and a reformer pilates class, topped off by a day cycling 50 miles in Saturday on a trip out to Box Hill. On Sunday, I joined Jon on a marathon near St Albarns, with mostly Hundred Club members. The event was in memory of a member who had recently passed away with cancer, and it was a real privilege to be among such amazing runners. One was completing his 999th marathon and there were others who’d run 500+ marathons, yet you wouldn’t have thought it by being around them. They really are some of the most humble, unassuming and unsung sports people out there.
  • I ran this marathon with 5kg on my back (including pack weight and water). Then I headed out again on Monday to run 20 miles with a similar weight pack. This was hard, hard, hard, but it’s the tough stuff that’ll make me a much stronger runner (both mentally and physically) when I take on 250 kilometres across the desert.
  • Because I wasn’t sure if that was enough, I cycled to Box Hill again on Tuesday with my brother Edward. We met at 5:30 to ensure we were back for 9am, but road closures (due to landslides after the bad weather) meant we had to go a very long way around, were both late and covered 55 miles. Ouch.

If you’ve got any tips for surviving multi-stage endurance training and events then please share them with me!

 

Atacama Crossing training: Week 1

The Atacama Crossing isn’t very far away now. I’d envisaged a solid four month period of training, but with other big events like Race to the Stones and the Thunder Run in the middle of this block, two months of focussed training is looking more realistic.

I recently qualified as a personal trainer and wrote an upper body focussed strength and conditioning programme for ultra runners like me in mind with weakling upper bodies, to help with the task of carrying six-plus kilogrammes worth of kit, fuel and water across a desert for six days. So that’s one less thing to worry about, hopefully. In reality though, I’ve been attending lots of fitness classes with my new job instead – HIIT classes, reformer pilates, spin. Even the activity that I may have once referred to as CrossShit.

And fortunately, when I entered the race at the end of last year, I excitedly impulse-bought most of the gear I needed. My OMM rucksack has been getting a very good run for its money; I’ve used it solidly for over six months and know it’ll be desert worthy (if it hasn’t fallen apart by then from overuse). I’ve resisted camping in the garden to test out the mega-lightweight-but warm sleeping bag I bought myself back at Christmas, instead taking it on its first outing a couple of weeks ago at the Thunder Run. When I found the X-Bionic Fennec top for a bargain online, which other desert-racers have raved about, I snapped it up too.

The cost of these events can really rack up, so as well as being my own PT (I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather have yelling at me to do more burpees), I’ve taken to asking others nicely for stuff that I’ll probably never use again. Like the fetching legionnaires hat, a peaked cap with a neck flap to shade the neck and shoulders, that friend Susie Chan lent me. All that leaves now is gaiters, which I’ll have stitched on to my shoes just before the event.

With kit mostly sorted, that just leaves fuelling. After friends reported back from another 4 Deserts events (who also organise Atacama) that many of the lead competitors had opted for instant noodles over expensive freeze-dried meals, I’ve taken it upon myself to sample all the delicious flavours of supernoodles available. With competitors having a minimum daily calorie requirement, I’m yet to work out exactly what I’ll take to make this up, but it seems to be about striking the balance between convenience and food that motivates you sufficiently to run 250k in extreme heat and altitude. (Apparently one competitor carried a six-can pack of coke across the desert with him – while I love coke on ultras, I don’t love it that much.)

Going into the next two months of training, I feel I already have a good endurance base to work from. The plan is to slowly build up the miles, without panicking and taking on too much too quickly. Two weekends of long, back-to-to back runs are scheduled, with my long run distance peaking at 30 miles – any more and I’m worried I’ll sacrifice quality training for extra time on my feet that I just don’t have time for right now.

After all, I’m about to take on the race of a lifetime, and the last thing I want to do it get myself injured. And for the record, I think I quite like CrossFit.

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Pic from 4 Deserts

2014’s A-race

As 2013 draws to a close I’ve been reflecting back on the year. I’ve raced in some amazing European cities like Venice and Budapest, taken on an epic 100 mile bike ride through the beautiful Surrey Countryside, and run a similar distance multi-day ultra along the Thames (to mention just a few things). I’ve met some amazing people along the way, some of who have become good friends.

All this navel gazing took me back to the last part of the year and running lots of marathons in September and October (five in total). It’s been great doing the marathon tourist thing. I like marathons, but possibly overdid the supportive wife thing accompanying Jon on so many races. I don’t want to say I got bored (of the distance, rather than of Jon), as that sounds terribly flippant; running 26.2 miles is a massive achievement. I’ve learnt something incredibly valuable each time and lining up at the start line of each race was still a nerve-wracking experience.

I’m eternally grateful to the running gods for getting me through all these races uninjured and with all my toenails still in tact. But, like a lot of things in life, when you do them repeatedly they start to feel more comfortable. This can be nice to a certain extent and if everything in life presented a challenge then the prospect of getting out of bed every day would be mentally exhausting. Once you’re in your comfort zone it can feel warm and fuzzy, and it’s hard to leave. But it can also leave you feeling a bit stagnant and frustrated, without really being able to put your finger on why.

So to well and truly drop-kick this feeling up its backside I signed up for a new, big challenge in 2014. In October I’ll be heading over to Chile to run in the Atacama Crossing, a self supported, seven day event covering 250km through the desert.

It’s by no means a rash decision; rather, it’s something I’ve been thinking about for the last few months, but procrastinating about entering due to sheer terror. But after the ballot for the West Highland Way race didn’t turn out in my favour, maybe I felt even more spurred on to enter, or maybe it was that there was a big race-shaped hole just waiting to be filled in the 2nd half of 2014.

It’ll be a huge undertaking and I’m still digesting what it will entail. But once the shock has worn off (partly due to the big dent in my savings account) I can’t wait to start training.

Because while it’s easy to get into your comfort zone, it’s just as easy to leave it again.