FEBRUARY 2005 - Week 1

[Sweder]

Time of day: 0745 Hrs
Location: Lewes to Black Cap round trip
Conditions: Cool, drizzle, sticky underfoot
Time: Untimed

Untimed! Why? Because sometimes you just have to.
This will be alien to you stat-monkeys out there, but I just felt like getting out the door and running without all the fuss.

Despite the drizzle and the last-minute bail-out by my scheduled running partner it was a lovely run. Ironically it was pretty quick (I would say that without back-up, wouldn't I?). After a rest day yesterday and in the knowledge that I'm having a 'gentle' week I relaxed, my pace increasing naturally as the run developed.

I fed my Hill habit with the unyielding 2.5 mile climb to Black Cap, and it felt good . 'Hi, my name's Sweder, and I'm a hillaholic.' I took the hounds, although this proved a mistake as a local farmer had moved sheep into the fields at the top. This lead to a frantic gathering of dogs and a diversion to the last 500 metre climb. My dogs are loving, gentle hounds and, rabbits aside, would not wilfully harm another creature. However, sheep like to run, and if anything runs the two long dogs will give chase. To a concerned farmer observing through a gun sight this constitutes sheep worrying, and a licence to shoot . . . I'd rather not think about that.

No run tomorrow morning (there's a JDRF committee meeting at 08:30 in London) so it looks a like an evening lope through the town.