RE: August lashes out in volcanic fury
Well that was bloody awful.
2 miles in, gawking towards the top of Caburn, I knew I wasn’t going to make 15 miles today. And once that thought had crossed my mind, I definitely knew I wasn't going to make 15 miles today.
I lacked energy, my legs ached, my stomach hurt and my mind really wasn’t with it. Even the downhills were hard work. So just short of 9 miles I sent up a flare and called for a lift home. It just wasn’t worth persevering with such an awful run.
The only positives I can take, is that: a) It was 9 miles; b) I managed 370 metres of elevation; c) I didn’t stop on the up hills. However, my timing chart looks like a set of broken teeth… far too many stops, pauses and lulls of despair. Less booze and a better diet would go a long way to improve matters.
I am now falling behind my JS20 schedule which is a worry as I am only 7 weeks away. Still, tomorrow is another day.
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