the race 35 weeks; 29 February 2012  Its the Maritzburg to Durban race.  We’re training for.    Hell, if only I knew.  89 Kilometres!  Four weeks or so to go.  My body is ready and I TRUST it.  My mind, in its final stages of training.  Our loved ones cheering us on… what more could we need.  So, the bags are being packed; enerjellies, salticrax, fluids, fluids, fluids.  LOVE, Chocolate and S.U.P.P.O.R.T!  I got my training partner at my side, 24/7.  My true pillar of strength. I am empowered.  It’s a long hard race.  It’s our first time.  It’s unknown territory.  Our Doula, Robyn, she has got our back.  She knows the route. She knows the ups and downs.  She also knows the prize.  So as a team, we begin.  And will finish, together!