A few weeks ago, a great friend of mine came up with a stupid, but amazing idea. Run for 24 hours around a 1km circuit to raise awareness for Movember and Men's mental health. I laughed at the idea and thought, absolutely no way am I prepped or ready to run for 80+ kms let alone for 24 hours!!

Then I realised he wanted to organise it for the 28th of November. The day of my deceased brothers birthday. It then hit me like a tonne of bricks and I realised, I had to do this for him.

My brother was a clearance diver in the Australian Navy. He had done tours spending days on end awake in treacherous conditions, so I thought, how hard could running 24 hours be?. I knew this was a powerful way in which i could honour his name and also put my body to its true test, the same way he always did. 

I set off with my team mates at 8am on Saturday the 28th November. Starting off the morning at around 7am with 100ml shot of Modex. I felt ready for action, body and mind. Just 2kms in though, the bandaids on my toes had started rubbing on the inside and i already had torn skin.. I knew this was going to be a long day.

We ran for 2 hours, I rested for a few minutes, then set back off for a further 2 hours. At this stage I was nearly 50kms in and my body started to hurt. I took another little break but my body wanted to keep going and actually started to feel better. I knew this feeling, it was that second wind. Whilst the body was tired, mentally and aerobically i had plenty left and thats where i knew Modex was doing its thing.