I’ll chalk up at least 100 km again this week, so I’d have to say I’m pretty much back to full health as far as the Achilles is concerned. It’s not perfect, but as far as training for the Anzac Ultra is concerned, it may as well be perfect.

I’m close to finishing the review of my book now. Once I send it back to the publisher there will be little for me to do from then on, although there will still be some final reviewing and decisions in regard to the title and the photos that will be included. The date for it appearing in the bookshops is June 29.

Another race from the past, although this is the shortest one I’ll ever be describing. It was a 100 metre race in 1978 – our school championships. I had never won the 100 metres at any school carnival, and was not expecting to on this occasion either, as all the usual suspects who normally beat me were there. But I had a good day, getting away to an early lead and holding on, winning the race in 10.9 seconds, my PB. The top five finishers all ran 11.3 or under – no wonder our school won so many state relay championships and set so many state records.