Not really sure, to be honest. Slower than a slow thing on a slow day, but I completed the target distance of 14 miles, which I wasn't sure I'd manage after last week's 12.5 mile blow out. Pain, pain and more pain. Beautiful weather again, although I could have done with a bit more of a breeze. And I lost the lid of my drink bottle, so I ended up wearing more than I drank, which I don't think helped the time either. Also, thanks to the weather, the seafront in Brighton was absolutely packed. Now, I have no problem with that. But for god's sake, you lovey-dovey, self-absorbed couples, if you see someone staggering towards you in agony clearly trying to run (regardless of how fast they're actually moving), can you not let go of each other for two bloody seconds so they don't have to do a hoppy jumpy skippy maneuver to get round you? Seriously.
Sunday 10 February. Run 14 miles. Time taken 2 hours 8 minutes 41 seconds.
Stable Genius
5 years ago
Well Vanessa and I laughed at this one, and as Vanessa pointed out some romantic proposal on the prom may have been disturbed by a hysterically out of breath limping man bounding at them - AKA Mr Colgate! Well I guess if that was sooo, you made it memorable !! I say wear a sign, with a message that shouts "Get out of my way you lazy lard asses I am trying to train for the marathon, the London one! Not the Sofa to the Fridge one your used too!"
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