It's 5:38pm on the evening of Friday 26th June. Calves screaming, sweat dripping, lungs pumping and my pain face well and truly locked in, I've just passed the 400m mark on Chamonix's Vertical KM race and it's hurting like hell. I'm seriously starting to question my sanity.
Chamonix to Courmayeur - Tour Du Mont Blanc
Climb Up, Fly Down
Last night I was having dinner with my friend Andy and we started talking about how the vertical kilometre trail is really bare due to the early onset of spring in Chamonix. I looked at him and said "Do you wannna do it tomorrow morning? Before work?" It didn't take him long before replying "I'm in! What do I need? What time shall I pick you up?"