The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits (albert Einstein).
The pre-run Twitten run thing is becoming a thing. I have for some time now harboured an ambition to run to the infamous Blackcap before the Twittens, and this morning we did it. I met with OALR at 7:55 on the nail so we had time enough to achieve this madness and make it back to the Twitten start line for 9am. It was a glorious morning, misty but hot as we set out on the long climb to the top. 2.5 miles of uphill slog. My good friend struggled to find his stride for the first mile, but was soon back on form with the crest in sight.
With little time to stop and enjoy the view we swung around and ran it back into town, stopping briefly to call for Sweder… who ignored our advances from the depths of his duvet.
On arriving at the start of the Twittens, we realised to our horror that we were the only ones there. The result was an unseemly quick and furious foray up and down the Lewes streets. We covered the first half in 15 minutes, before turning back to finish the return in 20. Legs and lungs exhausted as we fell up the steps into Ground Coffee. All in all, by the time I’d jogged home, we’d completed 10 bloody tough miles.
