Location- On the road to Portillo
Altitude gain- 1150m
Thought of the day- Gratitude is one of the least articulate of the emotions, especially when it is deep- Felix Frankfurter
Song of the day- shapeshifter baby, any shapeshifter all day!
Today was the longest day of the journey so far, it was action packed! It started off at 6:15am when we could not leave our Hostel due to some awesome guy blocking us in. By seven we could finally leave, which meant that I would now be running through a hotter part of the day. Cheers Bro!
Overall my morning run went really well, which I put down to the fact I was now off the main roads and expressways and heading towards the mountains! Finally it felt like I was actually adventuring again, most of my training has been on beautiful NZ trails so it has been tough bashing it out on roads again. During the day it is far too hot to run so I took some time off to try and track down Marjorie who saved me after collapsing on the side of the road two years ago. I knew she worked at a place called the San Francisco resort in San Esteban so Rich and I missioned it to the resort with a photo I took two years ago to help track her down. I was in the car park and saw a familiar looking lady unloading some bags from the boot and turned around to see me. She dropped her bags and her jaw and threw her arms out as far as they could stretch. “David, David, David” she just said over and over as we embraced and shared tears. With the help of google translate on the laptop we had a very emotional conversation about how the experience had affected us both. I told her that I made a promise to come back to see her and thank her for the amazing humanitarian gesture she gave me by taking a strange foreign guy into her care and nursing me back to health. She then explained to me that she found a NZ coin in the room after I left and it is her good luck charm that she takes everywhere. We added each other on Facebook, had several more hugs and I told her I had to keep running now. When someone helps you we often overlook the effect that it can have on that person too, as me and Marjorie will forever share a connection together.
There are three main things which increase my heart rate, these are incline, heat and speed. I have worked out that as long as I am running at 150bpm then I can run 42km sustainably day after day. After my heat stroke I do everything I can to avoid heat, hence the split runs so with my next run having over 800m altitude gain I decided to do an evening/night run so I could maintain the pace my body was use to without increasing my heart rate above the 150bpm rate I have become accustomed too.
This turned out to be my favourite run so far. In the dark, no traffic, beautiful moonlight and a sky littered with stars. I remember saying to myself ‘ok Dave, now we are on an adventure’ as these unplanned moments are what adventurers live for and remind the soul how important it is to get amongst the world.
I would like to conclude this by saying that when I saw Marjorie it was clear that this has also been a very important moment in her life, so if there is someone who has helped you over the years maybe let them know what this has meant for you.
It’s high time I remind everybody of the reason I am doing this adventure. If you have been able to relate to any of this or some of my previous stories then please help make a difference to the thousands of people struggling in NZ with mental illness by making a donation to men’s mental health by following this link Donate:)