I (unlike some people in Devon) managed to get out of bed and hit the road for an hours run, across country in the dry (except for the mud under foot). It was still frosty when I set out so the ground was crunchy in places. I was intrigued by the field in the distance being still frozen with the one closer just all mud. Love the contrast of colour.
By the time I had showered off and was ready to head out the door for Madams cross country at Killerton (EA South West Club and County Cross Country Championships) it had started to rain. By the time we got there it was pouring. On arrival there was a lot of dithering by drivers trying to find a parking spot, I am not keen on ditherers and spied a spot nearby that I dived in to. Immediately there was a ‘community police officer’ at my car door asking if I was there for the running, and when I informed her that I was, she told me I could not park there as it was for National Trust members only. Time for the trump card Shaz I took a deep breathe “I am a National Trust member here is my card” then added “I am going to have lunch here after the run” yes my nose might have grown a touch at the added bit, but it was Shaz 1 and Authority 0, the car stayed where it was!
We walked and somewhat slithered the course, it was tough, tougher but shorter than Parkrun. The rain continued and the wind joined it. As the girls lined up ready for the off another mother gave me a whose who run down on the other competitors. One of them trains 6 times a week- madness at Under 13! Oh dear I thought Madam won’t be happy with this. Then they were off. After a lap on the flattish muddy squelchy field, it was time for the up
See that happy ‘ I love hills’ face? She gets that from me.
Then it was time for the down
See that flying down hill stride? She gets that from me.
There she goes
See that tiny bottom? She gets that from me too. (honest)
We were both glad when she got to the end. I was a proud Mum she had done well in awful conditions. Out of her happy, happier, happiest she had set prior to the run she got a happy. Me? I got more washing.
Our second visit to Killerton for the day was done in the dry as we watched Countryfile, who spent a day there. If you watched it did you spot the mud trail in front of the house, I help create that every Saturday!