Somewhere over Russia
We have now been travelling for so long that time has lost meaning.
For the last six or seven hours we have been the sole foreigners on a plan heading east across Russia. It is cramped, stuffy and endless. Siberia is so far from civilisation that it is rapidly redefining the term ‘far and exotic…’
We are tired, hot and I have a stiff neck from trying to sleep on the shoulder of the burley Russian next to me. Trevor has enjoyed some airplane food whilst I have had a protein bar. It is, quite possibly, the most bizarre way to prepare for a marathon.
I seem to have cap napped between flights and delays and fell into a deep sleep soon after take-off. Trevor seems not to have slept and is beginning to look haggard…
The thought of running 26 and a bit miles now seems daunting.
Sunday, March 4th, 2012, Philip and Trevor will be running across the frozen ice surface of the world’s largest, oldest and deepest lake, Lake Baikal in Siberia. It's generally considered one of the 10 toughest marathons in the world. Philip and Trevor are running in support of Iain Rennie Hospice at Home, a charity offering specialist and supportive care and advice for patients with cancer and other life threatening illnesses in their homes.
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