Run like the wind

A nice slow 6 miles around the park tonight – in the daylight again! Blossoms are out and everyone is feeling a little more jolly.

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I made the mistake of reading my latest edition of RUNNERSWORLD in bed last night. The nerves and excitement began to bubble up and consequently had a troubled sleep.

Nobody could work out whether the race had started yet, and at times we weren’t sure whether we were running the right way as there weren’t enough marshals along the route! Then I began to realise I was running really really slowly, and was having to use my arms to propel myself along the floor (really long arms?!) I don’t remember anything else…

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The evening  light is lengthening. This meant that the dreaded Highgate Hill was exposed in all its terrible glory tonight. Every twist and turn was highlighted by the setting sun. We sped up to the top, didn’t stop and powered on down the other side.

It’s the first week of my 3 week taper so I decided I would run the 7.5mile Highgate instead of a 10. practicing the QUALITY not QUANTITY mantra I had read earlier in the day. Tapering is cool.

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missed a couple of runs this week, due to illness.

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Run number 53 – 13 to go!

I was so glad to have a different terrain and new environment to run in this weekend. The schedule said 22, I was thinking maybe not. After chatting with various ‘veterans’ of marathon running I gleaned that doing that extra 2 wasn’t reeealy going to do anything for me other than make me hurt more. (advice said that you shouldn’t really be on your feet for more than 3 hours at this stage) So I took the executive decision to stop bang on 20, which happened to also be bang on 3 hours. Even if this meant I was still a mile away from home, and had to walk back! (a cool down I guess)

I was very lucky to have a great support team today. Ray, without complaint cycled at snail’s pace in front, behind and alongside me for the whole time. The first 6 miles I ran with my cousin, Miriam, who is a pro rower, so pretty fit. It was great to talk running and rowing, and moan with someone about crazy training regimes. The time wizzed by and she was picked up in Mundesley. Me and Ray powered on to Happisburgh (a route I had ran last September as part of the MC Norfolk Relay team) Here we met Dad, Em, Craig and George at the foot of the Church. George was running the last leg with me home. We made a de-tour through the graveyard to look at our late Granny’s new memorial bench, which looks up at the impressive church and beyond to the sea, then headed home, the thoughts of a roast lunch at the forefront of our minds. Geo did fine considering he hadn’t run for a good few months. I had gone into my fatigued zoned out state so  there wasn’t a lot of chat.

We hit 20miles just outside of North Walsham. Ray went ahead home on his bike and me and George walked the rest of the way, the wind was freezing.

Only managed 6 mins in the ice bath.

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Oh dear, still feeling a little pathetic. Only managed 5 figure of 8’s tonight – being on Tea duty was my excuse! Picked up a new chaser T shirt though – cool. Off to Norfolk tomorrow for Easter weekend. Looking forward to some family time and my last long run on Sunday (well last longest run).

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like running from London to Cardiff…

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I managed to drag myself out to have a run today. Sunday’s run had wiped me out a bit. A very dreary run around Wandsworth Common. Nothing else to report.

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