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EVERYTHING IS BURNING

Everything is burning. My lungs feel like a pair of citrus fruits, squeezing their sour juices into my veins with every forced breath. A numbing pressure builds in my lower legs as the two blue shoes ahead of me slowly fade in to the distance. “Looking strong – keep it up,” I shout and veer towards the shade of a bright pink bougainvillea bush. Relief spreads through my muscles as I rest against a rock and admire the view of Sicily’s aqua waters. My partner Dylan has two more rigorous hill repetitions before enjoying the same satisfaction... I am very grateful to be spending my early Marathon recovery in this stunning part of the world.