Or however the phrase goes. I took almost a full week off again, mainly as I was busy with other stuff to tell the truth but still figure it doesn’t hurt to come back too fast. So sunday was a nice relaxed effort along the cliffs and home. Or it would have been relaxed if I had any sort of form at all now, everything feels so hard again.
However it did have an upside, as I was bent in half at the top of a hill dying I saw both a four and a five leaf clover! I await my luck with interest!
Further on I found some sort of dangly thing in a tree – It was a bit Blair Witch again to be honest
All in all though it was a good run (despite the blowing noises) of five miles. The last few days have been fine with the foot, i’m doing strengthening and stretching exercises and will continue the easy runs for a while as I recover.
When the suns shining make hay! And tapering is overrated anyway. And when you see the photos you may agree! Only seven miles along the back and back along the cliffs purely for the joy of being outside in the sun and alive =)
Like one day of summer a week is all we’re rationed to – I guess I should be tapering anyway so this makes it easier to cope with 😉
So last longer styley run before Cornwalls ultra, 11 miles just to get out and feel a bit of confidence. To Llantwit beach and back along the cliffs. Nice and easy pace with plenty of water and food to practice remembering to eat and drink ….
Its been two years since I started running and the reason for starting and keeping going haven’t completely changed only morphed slightly. For those new to the blog you can read here about why.
So yesterday the sun shone, I needed a long run and I decided to do a loop taking in as many of the places Soaky and I used to explore as I could manage.
I headed for Witches Point first off
Easy enough going to start, I was running with a pack and water as I was intending to go over 10 miles at least. It was already hot early on though so off came the shirt. With the breeze on the cliffs it didnt really feel hot enough to burn though ….
From Ogmore I cut inland following the river.
It was midday now and getting hotter plus away from the coast the breeze had died away and I was working hard and sweating just to keep a reasonable pace. I was gonna have to ration water or find some.
Seeing all these places was a great way to remember Soak and I was proud I could run the lot. Its only been two years but I’ve come a long way in more way than one. I’m still as dumb as they come in some ways, I’m rather sunburned writing this …. We live and learn!
Tide was in so a bit of gamboling (Just wanted to use the word) in the cool breeze through the Welsh countryside and up along the clifftops. Plus a quick visit to see the folks! 5 miles at a steady pace ramping up to 7.30 miles as I was ticking along on the roads to incorporate the parents house. Legs feeling rather good at the moment. Perhaps form is coming back at the right time!
A quick tempo run around the beach today, was feeling good and working hard seemed to make me feel better so I pushed a little and did 5 miles under 10 minute pace for the whole thing which by my calculations include 20 stile and gates and at least half a mile of tricky rock running. Im trying to recover some form as its only 5 weeks to cornwall and I havent fitted in a long run for ages due to a suddenly mental social life! Still you cant really justify missing someones wedding for a long run …. can you?
And the post title? I was pushing back up the wooded path homewards bound and passed an older guy in hiking gear, walking stick and broad brimmed hat, I puffed a good afternoon and went past. Next thing I know he’s alongside going hell for leather “to give you someone to race against” he shouted. I had to laugh, theres me working hard and this guy is flailing along madly next to me. Fair play he managed around 100 metres before falling back with the cry of “I’ll let you have this one” I gave him a cheery thumbs up and headed on bemused.