On the ice-Day 18


I had a terrible sleep. I only managed to get one hour before I had to get up to start the day.

I was fighting back tears all morning. Even the most simple tasks like communicating with the team, putting my boots on or warming my hands, they just felt like impossible tasks.

The day was sunny but also very windy. The wind chill temperature was -39 degrees, it was freezing (I hope you aren't sick of hearing how cold it is because theres plenty more where that came from). Once I was all rugged up in my warmest Kathmandu gear I joined onto the back of the line and began the hardest day yet. Every step felt like a huge task, I really dug deep to make it through.