Believe me, I would much prefer to be sweating and panting in a pro plus/Red Bull induced haze than dressed up to the nines in a posh tent with crap music with a bunch of people who I have failed to get to know in the seven years that she has been at the school and who I am not likely ever to see again and, at the end of the evening having to drive drunken wife and two daughters back to London in the wee small hours after witnessing teenaged girls in emotional outbursts over leaving the "freinds" about whom they have been bitching since they were 11.
Full fry up on the beach ftw.
Sadly in 2010 I have to do it all again for my younger daughter. Same time same place (unless the little angel can conspire to have herself expelled).
Beautiful. An entire story in three sentences!
Re other comments - you should be okay as long as you sleep well the night before and take plenty of proper (and varied) nourishment. It's not too hilly and the pace isn't too harsh (unless you choose it to be, of course). I made it most of the way there fine but bonked at the end because I was sick of the only type of food I had brought and so hadn't eaten enough of it...
Beautiful. An entire story in three sentences!
Re other comments - you should be okay as long as you sleep well the night before and take plenty of proper (and varied) nourishment. It's not too hilly and the pace isn't too harsh (unless you choose it to be, of course). I made it most of the way there fine but bonked at the end because I was sick of the only type of food I had brought and so hadn't eaten enough of it...