to the next stage of the post-race pampering, where a sword-wielding volunteer lops the lid off a coconut for me.Gulping back the coconut milk I notice the Caribbean Sea is the final destination of this race experience for many, soaking their weary legs

of the magazine. And I got a pretty nice tan, too. So, when the invitation to take part in 10th anniversary event, in 2010, landed in my inbox, there was little chance I would decline.It would be hard to blame me. Located on Jamaica's south west coast, offering a

-wielding volunteer lops the lid off a coconut for me. Gulping back the coconut milk I notice the Caribbean Sea is the final destination of this race experience for many, soaking their weary legs in the cool waters. But it's not for me. I down the last of the juice