Sunday saw yet more running for Madam and I. I am contemplating asking for a Christmas postponement as at this rate I will NEVER be ready!
My run was with a couple of friends from the club as we plough head first in to Grizzly training. I ran to the venue point and was surprised to find it was still pitch black dark at 7 am which meant hi vis and a head torch. The run was fairly uneventful, for once we did not get lost, there was lots of mud, hills and a spot of rain. I must admit I faded at mile 10 but was fortunate that our leader had a miniature size picnic with him and after a mini mars bar I continued on. 13 miles for me, but I still can’t understand why that is still so tough, will it ever get easier?
Madam was competing for her club in a 3k cross country in Exeter. The best of the south west were there. The sun was out, but boy was there a fierce cold wind. Madam performed well and she was pleased with her result, but not so pleased with her old mother demanding a ‘sprint finish’ as this photo clearly shows!