I sat at the back of the Lakeland 100 starting pen with my eyes closed. The music finished, it was time to go. Crowds cheered and I high-fived other Delamere Spartans as we left Coniston. Jim and I ascended together chatting and watching the beautiful Friday evening views. I pulled slightly ahead on a bit of downhill as I like to run to save my quads. We high-fived as I left and he entered the first check point (Seathwaite). He overtook me when I went the wrong way, just because the person in front is holding a gate open for you doesn't mean it is the right way.
I consider myself pretty resilient both mentally and physically, but I can't test that theory sat at a desk all day. I have to rely upon my own means to take myself out of my comfort zone, otherwise I get a little bored.