Sunday, 22 February 2009

Almost made it!

Well team, I set off with good intentions 17 miles or bust. Well I was doing really well, I thought I would do the Park and ride run, back to my place for a quick drink and maybe a date, then continue on for a few more miles till I got fed up.All was going well till I got back to my house. Incidentally timed at 1 hr 47 mins. Jane had gone next door for a cup of tea, so I staggered in there and there they were. Toasted tea cakes with jam and a cup of tea. " That's good timing, darling " said Jane.I replied that I had no time for that as I was on a mission and had some more miles to do! Her argument was persuasive, the tea cakes looked great, I weakened, and before I knew it I had sat down and was devouring a tasty tea cake. What else could I do. My legs seized up, I was stuck!There was no going back, and that was the end of my run. I really must try harder next time.

Monday, 16 February 2009

Owww


Still suffering with injury problems; can't walk today, after running 16 miles yesterday. Owww.
Regular physio visits, including acupuncture, are keeping me going, but it's a close run thing (pun intended).
Hardest part was trying to look cool, fit and pain free when I passed Georgeous and Dreddi at the end of my run yesterday...
Hazel

Thursday, 5 February 2009

More Pounding

Barsteward Hill last night on my own. 44.27. Thanks for the encouraging drive-by comments George.
Dreddi

Pounding the Mean Streets of Bath

Last Sunday saw a re-run (ho ho) of the Northend-Newbridge-Northend run by Georgeous, me and our specialist pacemaker, Emmanuela. We ran out to Newbridge at a decent (Emmanuela driven) pace, getting to the turnaround point in a healthy 54 mins. George put in a dramatic acceleration on the way back and opened up a 100 yard gap on us. We worked hard to drag ourselves back but unfortunately, it was our pacemaker who fell back this time instead of me (she has not run for 2 weeks due to injury). I carried on keeping pace behind George who eventually stopped and graciously waited for me this time. We kept up the pace on the way back but I was feeling it down the London Road. Sprightly George still had running in his legs and pushed on for a sprint finish, very impressive indeed. My time was 1h 54m. 
Dreddi.