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broke down and cried. My tears froze to my goggles and face mask,
and my eyelids were stuck together. I pulled them apart, pulled myself
together and struggled on for the next 10 kilometres, until Eric, Ming
and Scotty caught me up after packing the tents and gear. Eric had
some hot porridge for me, and it helped enormously. By the 30-kilo-
metre mark the sun had started to shine through the clouds, and my
spirits lifted. Another 60 kilometres down.
January 7
Today I passed the halfway point between Union Glacier and the South
Pole—only 550 kilometres to go, and then this will all be a memory. I
guess you could say I'm on the downhill run, even though I'm running
uphill! The weather was beautiful, with clear visibility.
During the course of this run, particularly in the extreme cold of
the Arctic and when I was lost in the Peruvian desert, there have been
moments when I have pondered dying. Equally, there have been times
when I have felt total joy and euphoria, especially when I have received
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