September 2014

[Charliecat5]

I did get up early this morning with the intention to go running, but some nifty calculations soon told me that I wasn’t going to be able to fit this in and attend the Lewes raft race at 10am (an annual pilgrimage to throw eggs at silly fools sitting on roped together barrels), do the weekly shop and sneak off to the Pan to watch the fabulous Lewes Ladies. So I abandoned the run this morning and watched four episodes of How to train your dragon instead – which I highly recommend.

So after the footie, I raced home, got changed and headed out of the door, with little idea where I fancied going. Then in a flash, an idea materialised. Up to the top of Kingston Ridge, along to the topmost end of the YBR, down Heartbreak Ridge (going down it was a pleasant change), along the valley and up Castle Nature Reserve before heading back to Kingston and home. It was hot, it was tough, I had some blister issues (same one as Thursday) but I ran 9.5 miles at a reasonable pace (not my best, but not my worse either). That makes it just short of 20 miles this week, but a good 40 over the last two.

I ran the first half with my ears plugged into New Model Army – best band in the world - but whilst enjoyable, I’ve realised after a four or five runs that I prefer a more natural sound track when running; you know, the sounds of the birds, the wind blowing through the trees, the wheezing donkey noises bellowing from my mouth and nose, the sound of stumbling feet and the hullabaloo of a freight train trying to ram its way through my chest... and I haven’t even started on the moaning coming from my legs and feet… the peace and tranquillity eh.