My body told me that my ultra-running days were over. But then the Yomp kept staring at me. So I gave in and, relying on some unconventional training, some long term muscle memory and the desire to achieve, I decided to be on the start line on 11 September, to tackle run-trot-walk the 54 miles of stunning and inspiring sceneries of the Cateran Trail. No excuses. 

'If you ate today, thank a farmer. If you ate in peace, thank a soldier'.