RunDeeMc Sun, Apr 15 2012 Likes0 8 comments Facebook0 Twitter0 Marathon des Sables Race Day 7 - The Last Leg It was the last day, just 15.5km...after the last few days it should have been nothing... Well I say, nothing. There was the small matter of crossing the largest sand dunes in Morocco! The first 6.5k was fairly flat so I put my foot down and got to the checkpoint as quickly as possible. I also saved nearly all my water as I knew the dunes would be hot and hard work. But they were even tougher than I could have imagined...so high and endless. Every time I got to the top of a high one all I could see was miles and miles of sand dunes ahead. It was tough but at the same time it was beautiful, I stopped to take a few pictures along the way because I was so in awe of the size of these dunes. As I plodded along it gave me time to think about the last week, about how lucky I was to have had this opportunity. I'd met some great people, challenged myself and had fun at the same time. As I drifted between my deep thoughts and singing out loud to Beyonce, I realised i'd been crossing the dunes for an hour and a half. If my timing was correct I had another half hour or so to the end. Just then a couple of photographers appeared on the dunes...couldn't be too far now as they never ventured too far on foot! I sped up a little and soon people's family and friends started appearing on the dunes. Then just like that, from behind one last dune was the finish line. This was it, I was about to complete the 27th Marathon des Sables. I'd taken on the Sahara Desert and I was about to win! As I crossed the finish line I expected to feel relieved but instead I felt content. What was there to be relived from? I'd had the time of my life. Yes, there were lows but they were outweighed by the highs. So as I accepted my medal from Patrick, the race organiser, I said a big thank you, not just for the medal but for the whole experience. Now it was the 7hour coach journey back to the hotel. It was time for the shower I'd thought endlessly about on the 50-mile stage. It was time for the buffet i'd wished for every evening as I'd cooked another bland pasta meal on my stove. It was back to normality. It felt weird...like the world had stopped for a week. And what a week it had been! To sponsor Devinder's mammoth effort visit: http://www.charitygiving.co.uk/devinderbainsmds Devinder's kit was sponsored by lights by TENA, statistics show 1 in 2 women experience light bladder weakness, and often when exercising.