After great deliberation, much googling and head scratching I have decided that the plan for 2019 is to not have a plan! Each year I like something to aim for, to train for, it keeps me going, keeps me pounding the streets and the trails, but I don’t think this will work this year-well not yet anyway, maybe later in the year.
Originally I wanted the main event to be in May-sadly May is not so far away and is fast approaching not giving me a enough time to train for that, I am trying to source something similar for later in the year, but as yet have not found any that appeal and if you are going to attempt a 100 miler then it has to appeal right?
I have entered a couple of events that are coming up, The Dursley Dozen (will be my third time), The Grizzly (also be my third time) and hopefully the Ex to Ax (mmm a theme here-also my third time!) but as the new job (more soon on that I promise) involves Saturday working it seems a bit unfair on the family if I disappear on the Sunday to do events meaning I am not around the whole weekend, so 2019 will not only have no plan it will also feature less events, all change.
This morning I needed to do a LSR before taking Madam to work at 10.30, this meant an early start. Whilst prepping my hydration pack the bladder came apart in my hands, not a great start but a wise move on the bladder’s part as it was minus 5! After much faffing I filled the soft bottles and put them in my pack. I hate running with these, they sit on my chest and as I ‘bounce’ so do they, occasionally banging me on the chin, can’t even begin to tell you how darn annoying this is. In the end it was absolutely pointless taking them out with me anyway as the Ribena froze and I maybe sipped once! Yes it was cold this morning, definitely my coldest ever run, long sleeve, gloves and hat worn for the whole 15 miles. I never got warm but kept going, frightened if I stopped that I would turn in to an ice statue! I opted to head to the nearest town and run on the paths there, as lots of ice on the country lanes, not something Ive done before so it was nice to run a different route.
It was a crips, cold, clear morning that rewarded my efforts with a great sunrise.