Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;

Or close the wall up with our English dead.

In peace there's nothing so becomes a man

As modest stillness and humility:

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,

Then imitate the action of the tiger;

Stiffen the sinews summon up the blood,

Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;

Apologies for the Shakespeare Dear Reader but I have this singing through my head all this morning after I made the brave (or foolish depending on your viewpoint) to enter the Winter 100 2013 which has this tag line:

 "100 mile winter trail run taking in the Ridgeway and Thames Path National trails. Race comprised of 4 x 25 mile out and back spurs. Total Climb: 3,840ft. Date: 30th November 2013."

As some of you know I was the Sweeper at the Winter 100 in 2012 and thoroughly loved it due to its extreme nature with horizontal rain, wind and mud. I just did about 45 miles of it at night but I am totally up to doing the full course this year. Something to aim for methinks

 Henry V Act 3 Scene 1