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Guest Post: Whoa-Oh Running On a Prayer

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Guest Post: Whoa-Oh Running On a Prayer

By Dane L.

When Amanda asked for some challenges for her birthday some 10 and a half months ago, it seemed like such a good idea to give her one with a healthy kick. Probably for the best given that other challenges included such indulgences as “Blow a stack of cash”, “Eat McDonalds-esque food” and “Watch 100 movies”.

Still, 10 and a half months ago, a 21.1km (don’t forget the .1) “fun” run didn’t seem like an impossible task. And given the amount of time we had to train and prepare, it was sure to be a positive experience for her, and myself. Yet, life gets in the way (or 29 other challenges) and we both found our training a little lacklustre. I have at least run the City2Surf in the past, and Amanda has done the Central Coast Bay2Bay, but we are both far from fitness freaks. As the date drew nearer and nearer we both felt a growing sense of dread, much rather than excitement for the challenge itself.

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Crossing the Finish Line

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Crossing the Finish Line

Okay so Dane and Andy looked cool as cucumbers at the half marathon… and I looked about as cool as…. a beetroot!

So, if you’re curious to see exactly how fast a beetroot can run, check out this video!

(Skip to 2:27 if you’re short on time and see if you can spot me!)

What did you think of my “marathon” effort? Leave me a comment below!

 

Run to Paradise

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Run to Paradise

Yesterday I completed one of the most difficult challenges of my life, and it’s all thanks to my little brother. When he first set the challenge I just thought he was being cruel. Run a half marathon?! You’ve got to be joking! His alternative challenge, “Have a baby”, was starting to look pretty good, but I’d made a pact to accept each challenge as it came and not get picky. So, much to the dismay of the would-be grandparents, I’d have to run that half marathon!

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Murder at 40 Baskets

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Murder at 40 Baskets

With the remaining days of my twenties slipping between my fingers faster than a wet fish, panic has begun to set in. Will I really complete all of my Top 30 challenges before I turn 30?!

On Friday night, I dashed to my friend Pat’s house to commiserate. She has signed herself up to a similar challenge. With more time up her sleeve, but fewer challenges completed, she understood my predicament well.

You may remember Pat from the Maccas Challenge. You might think that challenge a little less… well… challenging than some of the others, but that’s probably because Pat knew she’d be asking me to return the favour. Little did I know, when providing Pat with my challenge, that her list has a catch. You see, anyone who offers Pat an item for her list has to actually complete the challenge with her. It’s only now that I know to regret my challenge for her, “Break the law”.

Pat enjoys the outdoorsy life in Sydney’s beautiful Northern Beaches. So, after a night drowning our respective third-life-crisis sorrows, we headed out to greet the new day with an excursion to a little beach called ’40 Baskets’, nestled along the shore of Sydney Harbour.

Little did we know that we would both tick off a challenge that day… and little did we know it would be one of the most traumatic days of our lives.

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Guest Post: The List – a Halftime Report

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Guest Post: The List – a Halftime Report

By Andy S.

When Amanda first mentioned she was doing “The List” I was so happy for her. I believe life’s there to be lived to the fullest and having a tick off list with a deadline is the best way to motivate yourself into getting out there and trying something new.

Speaking of trying something new, this is my first ever blog post and to be honest it’s not as easy as Amanda makes it look! As I’m sure you’re aware by now, Amanda’s an amazing writer and loves sharing her thoughts and feelings with the world. In many ways I’m the complete opposite in those regards – but I’ll give it my best shot.

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The Awakening

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The Awakening

At approximately 9.30 this morning, Andy and I set off to complete Top 30 Challenge number 13, ‘Go wakeboarding’!

As previously mentioned, the challenge was set by my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Ally.

I have to admit, I was pretty nervous when we left, and it didn’t get much better over the hour and a half drive to the Hawksbury River takeoff point.

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Horses for Courses

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Horses for Courses

Today, the “race that stops a nation” put pause to the busiest work day of my year. Where breakfast, Doctor Phil and lunch failed, the Melbourne Cup succeeded, and Andy and I enjoyed a brief interlude at the local watering hole to watch the race.

As is his style, Andy made no bets. He doesn’t believe in gambling and I’m told it has something to do with some distant relative losing a Scottish castle in a bet. Which is as good a reason as any to avoid flushing quantities of money down the toilet just because pretty ladies are wearing hats (but no shoes), and all the men are drunk.

I, on the other hand, did my national duty and sacrificed a crisp pineapple to the Turf Gods and I was duly rewarded when, for the first time in my life, I actually had a win on the Melbourne Cup!

Some might put this down to luck, but I put it down to my new betting style. You see, it used to be all about the colour of the jerseys. This year I had a new strategy…

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My credit card is heating up… it’s on fire!

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My credit card is heating up… it’s on fire!

BOOMSHAKALAKA!

When my cousin Shelley set me the challenge of scoring courtside tickets at Madison Square Garden, I thought to myself, “Bitch be trippin’!”…

Because that’s how I imagine American basketballers talk.

I actually had the pleasure of cheering on both teams from the nosebleed section in a Knicks/Bulls game in 2003, but courtside tickets? That’s the kind of thing only the Beyoncés and Jay-Zs (or Justin Biebers and Selena Gomezes) of this world can afford.

Back then, after forking out for the tickets to New York, I could barely afford to tip the surly waitress at the ‘Seinfeld’ cafe! With a wedding now to pay for, and countless other challenges besides, I’m starting to think the closest I’m going to come these days is sitting really close to the TV and watching ‘Space Jam’ on DVD.

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