UK Three Peaks (2005): The Aftermath

Somehow I made it down to breakfast the next morning, although my thighs were on fire and from the waist down I felt like a combination of John Wayne and Arnold Schwarzenegger.  And then the journey home in the minibus went by in a blur.  I braved the strange looks again on the tube as I crossed London.  And the day after, it was back to work, and the business of collecting the money and wheedling match-funding out of the company began.  As did a round of promotional work to publicise what we’d done within the company.  We played down … Continue reading UK Three Peaks (2005): The Aftermath