The title makes me sound like a thoroughbred racehorse, sadly the truth is more like an elderly, greyhound/Saint Bernard cross! Anyways this weekend sees me partaking in my first event of 2019. My plans for 2019 might have to be curtailed somewhat due to a new job (more on that later) and a grumbling ankle, so it looks like the main event I palled foe this year, might have to be moved till October, May might be a bit ambitious at this point. My strategy for treating the ankle is to tell it to shut up, I find this works with other things (mainly humans) that grumble, after three months of very little running I am working on the theory that it will always complain now.
Sunday is the fourth year of the Doynton Hard Half Marathon and my fourth year of running it, four very different years and here is the readers digest version of my experience over the last three years.
- Mud, mud and more mud. Please stay on my foot trainer.
- Frozen mud, how fabulous, don’t break your ankle.
- Bum deep puddle and a slide down a grass bank on my a@£$%, very unfit and slow
This year I would imagine that it will be a mixture of all three years, no doubt copious amounts of mud and hills, probably not going to be frozen and I am hoping that puddles/water crossings will be shallower as we have not had so much rain lately, but sadly I am not as fit as I should be, but shall slap on a smile, try my best and just enjoy it, personally I can’t wait.