The Carthage Race is the fourth race in the Triple 7 Quest and what I think of as the first big test of the idea of this adventure. Less than 12 hours ago, I had finished the third race, in Paris. A short flight to Tunis put us in town about an hour before we’d start the next marathon at 1 AM. This is our tightest race; our flight to New York leaves around noon. We’re catching up for some long flights and banking a bit for future longer flights. Read more
After a 15 hour flight from Melbourne after the Carlton Classic Marathon, we landed in Abu Dhabi for the second marathon of the week. This is the first time I will run two marathons back-to-back without sleeping horizontally between them. That’s going to be the tough part of the week—sleep deprivation. Yesterday was a hot day and today is going to be another hot day. Read more
It’s Day One of the Triple 7 Challenge to run seven marathons on seven continents in seven days. Although I rested up in Australia the previous week to start as rested as possible, I’m not quite sure how this is going to play out. After almost every marathon this week, we’ll go to the airport to fly to the next race, most of which happen with a couple hours of landing. That’s how it is when we need to fit in seven continents in under 168 hours. Read more
It’s the final day of sanity. Tomorrow at 1100h we take the first step of the Triple 7 Challenge, and we start thinking in Chilean time since that’s where we will end up. We have 168 hours to run seven marathons on seven continents.
The running isn’t going to be the tough part. Sitting on planes afterward is going to hurt, but the linch pin in all of this is a tight 50 minute connection in Rome to go from Tunis to New York. That’s get off the plane, go through immigration, and get on another plane. But, since that’s something we can’t control, I’m not worried about it. Read more
It’s a hot day in Melbourne. Much too hot for a marathon or even my daily run, which I cut short due to the heat. I got in my daily mile but I didn’t make it the two miles around Princes Park. With a marathon in two days, I don’t need to prove anything today. The weather is supposed to cool off significantly by then, but it will still be quite warm. Read more
I’m starting to see marathoners around the hotel; Triple 7 Questers are showing up early to get some rest before the grueling week starts. Although I’m taking it easy today, I have a few errands to run.
Screw carbo-loading. I need to find some Tim Tams. This is my cheat week, so I can eat as many as these as I like. And I will.
February 4, 2015
I made my way from Canberra to Melbourne today with a pleasant trip on a bus then a train. Canberra, the capital of the country, apparently doesn’t have direct train service to Melbourne.
The tickets are decidedly low-tech, but also much nicer. The New South Wales TrainLink recommends buying tickets ahead of time. At the station they printed out a simple itinerary on normal paper. I could have created that myself, but it wouldn’t have helped. The driver had a list of everyone on his bus and where they were going. How cool is that? He simply checks off my name and tells me to sit anywhere. Not many people are taking this trip. Read more
February 2, 2015
I landed in Australia fresh and ready to go. My flight from LAX to Brisbane was over 13 hours, not that I would know it as I slept in my lie-flat business class seat I got with Delta miles on an incredibly good deal. With a full nights sleep and the time zone change, I’m awake at 7am. Amazing. It was well worth the miles.
Brisbane, however, was amazingly warm. Tropic even. It was 24 C and the sun was still coming up. I walked off the airplane into a muggy shower. But, I’m only there for an hour before I fly south to Canberra, which I still can’t say correctly. Read more