Now Six Foot in Grave Doubt?

A late call in to the Chairman Tom last night saw me venture over the bridge again to run with him and about 8 others this morning. Jogged down with Tom to meet the boys and knew it was going to be a toughie when i saw the likes of Jamie, and known trekkers Dickie Green and Johnathan Worsick in attendance and armed with belts, backpacks and more water then what was donated to Ethiopia during the Live Aid days?
Knew it was going to be trail running, but this was plain ridiculous as it was total rocks galore and i could have been in the Rocky Mountains for all i knew, just concentrated on looking at the guy in fronts shoes checking where i was going to place my feet.
Felt my calf as early as 5ks and thought i could be in trouble over this terrain, and it wasn't even a fast pace (5.24s average), managed to get down to the Narrabean Sports complex and thought relieve was in sight when i saw a flat oval only for the boys to line up on the 100 mtre mark and race down the straight - lunatics.
Laboured my way to the 18k mark before i succumbed to my first walk ( up a mountain of a hill) the next 5.5ks were just torture for me with loads of run, walk, run, run walk, walk, and more walking ..... before i decided to pull the pin just before 24ks, as the calf was just screaming at this point - told the boys to continue and i would walk the rest of the way ( had no idea where i was mind you )
Did another 6ks walking and got up to 29 for the morning in 3hours;12 before Tom put me out of my misery when he gratefully picked me up in the Porche back to his house.
Felt terrible and could do little else but sit there with my feet in his pool contemplating 'If Six foot is now a race to hard for me at this stage?
With Kirst away back in the UK, there was no sign of any bacon & Eggs today with Tom telling me earlier in the morning he hasn't cooked in 10 days and has been a regular at the local takeaways. I was feeling that bad at his stage even his customary Cup of Tea didn't even hit the spot today and didn't have the same appeal as normal.
Had a good chat with Mr Highnam ( Toms Dad) who is in town and gave me the run down on his children, he has Tom , another in Melbourne who has lived here for 14years now and then he 'kind of' mentioned 'Old Jimmy James' who was banished out to France.... as he thought he wasn't tough enough to make it out here in Oz land. Also mentioned that he has always been the L.T.O ( least talented one) of the trio... but could play a mean game of snap:)
Will take tomorrow off now and see how i pull up on Tuesday before making a final decision on my next couple of races.............But the way I'm feeling now, its not good:(
Just out for a few beers up in Newtown, sure it will seem loads better about 9pm tonight :)

Cheers