On Saturday, Jacqui and I ran the Six Foot Track ultramarathon – a particularly nasty 45-km trail run in the Blue Mountains west of Sydney. Jacqui had been plotting her revenge on the race since 2000, when she went out too hard and had to pull out half way. Her training this time was disciplined and measured, and it paid off better than even she imagined. She had been anticipating finishing in 6:00-6:30, with outside hopes of slipping under 6 h. On the day, she pulverized her expectations and cruised across the line in 5:33 – faster than my time the first time I ran the race many years ago. She was absolutely stoked at the end, and looked like she could have turned around and run back (although i suspect she couldn’t have…). I had a good day too on the scale of things – shaving 2 min of my PB to get it down to 4:10 – its going down in *very* small decrements now…