Whilst planning my recent Global Odyssey Gobi 100k expedition I was advised that it might be prudent to take along some ration packs to ensure that I had access to enough fuel before, after and potentially during the run.
Who doesn’t like mashed potato? Having posed the question I am sure someone will come back to me saying they hate it.
It is one of those wonderfully comforting winter warmers. My mash is, I am informed by my daughters, considered legendary amongst their friends. Apparently it is some of the best mash they have had.
It turns out that nature built me a bit wonky. For as long as I have been a runner I have had issues with my left leg. It is always tight and always needs more massage than the right, and has always seemed to be either the root of or involved in any injuries that I have had to contend. I am also an over-pronator and it is worse on the left.