Saturday, eight days to go. I knew that I had to get out there and put in another fairly lengthy run before Seattle, so today seemed like as good a day as any, factoring for injury and recovery and all that.
Blah blah run. Blah blah run run blah.
Pat the Trutch practically promised me that it wasn't going to rain this afternoon. He was wrong - I got soaked through but luckily it was a balmy 5'C which kept me going fine.
Anyandalltheroads, a pretty good run, even thought the route was lined with brass monkeys, I wore gloves for the first time which was great - until they got soaked and made it all worse. I've not mapped it as I've done the route before - I've just worked out that I ran 13.6 miles in 2 hours 15 mins.
That's a half marathon.
Again.
Bosh.
Off for a film, curry, a beer and some Class A drugs.
Well, probably more than one beer.
No Snickering.
Saturday, 21 November 2009
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