Beyond the pain and peril of a 268-mile trek lies a life-changing high. At 50, I have no plans of slowing down Trudging through the snow on a freezing January night, with the howling wind and rain lashing my face, I could not have felt more miserable. I was taking part in the Winter Spine Race – a non-stop, 268-mile ultra-marathon along the entire Pennine Way... [6699 chars]