Sorry - dreadful pun.
Harv ran the Kathmandu Half Marathon last week. It started very early - he left the house about 05.30 and was running by around 06.45. The kids and I walked up to Jawalakhel Chowk, jammy breakfast toast in the littles' hands, to watch him run past. Just as we arrived, I saw the familiar silhouette running down Kumari Parti towards us - we were really lucky to make it in time to see him. The littles were delighted to see Daddy running past waving and blowing kisses.
It's a bit different to marathons in the UK. They don't close the roads here, but there are extra traffic police who just sort of slow the traffic down a little to let the runners through. And there were nowhere near the amount of runners doing it, and not much in the way of spectating either. He said it was a kind of lonely race. The air quality was very poor on the ring road. He ran it in around 1 hour 50 (not exactly sure as there were no official times that we know of...!) which is about 10 minutes slower than he ran in Cardiff last year. Considering the extra 1400m of altitude and the air pollution, this is pretty admirable. He raised enough money for another cleft repair operation for our family charity, Operation Smile. He also beat several Ghurkas. Jolly good show, old chap!!
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