Modern Edinburgh is said to have been built on 7 hills.     Having run around it, I think the original town planners must have run out of counting fingers at their final construction meeting.     "Let's just call it 7."     The first upward slope I encountered was when I arrived at the very bottom of the Royal Mile about 6.30 am, and began the slow walk up to the start line with my wife.       We were overtaken by a power-walking Lycra clad lady, and then immediately after that by a slightly older man as he ran up the pavement ahead of us.     Both had race numbers on, and both looked rather more sprightly than I did.     We arrived at the start line in good time, which gave me plenty of opportunity to size up the opposition.     First question on my mind was: why is everyone in t-shirts?   [Also, why do they say 55 km when the route is actually 57? False advertising!]     Second question: which footwear do I need?     Third and final: who is going to be at the back with...
A story and a journey filled with nature; One person managing life's natural obstacles with unending positivity. Another going for a jog outside to raise some money and awareness.