The Pants of Perspective: One woman's 3000 kilometre running adventure through the wilds of New Zealand

When I ran I ran for pleasure. I didnt run for times to win to impress: I ran for me. When I ran my bum cheeks rubbed together so much so that if I was going on a long run Id have to lube up. I maintained that I was not a real runner - I just liked to run so that I could eat cake.Anna was never anything like those real runners on telly - all spindly limbs tiny shorts and split times - but when she read about New Zealands 3000-kilometre-long Te Araroa Trail she began to wonder... perhaps being a real runner was overrated. Maybe she could just run it anyway?Travelling alone through New Zealands backcountry for 148 days she scrambled through forests along ridge-lines over mountain passes along beaches and across swollen rivers. Running up to 52 kilometres in a day she slept wild most nights and was taken into the homes and hearts of the kiwi people in between.The Pants of Perspective is a witty colourful and at times painfully raw account of a journey to the edge of what a woman believes herself to be capable of. It is a coming-of-age story which will lead you on a roller coaster ride through fear vulnerability courage and failure. For anyone who has ever dreamt of taking on a great challenge but felt too afraid to begin - this story is for you.