The title does make sense I promise. On saturday a friend and I were meant to go beachcombing for an xmas tree. However due to my lack of insight into how late the sun rises (as I rarely see dawn) I kinda messed up the timings so we called it off at 6.30 and I stayed in bed until it was light and I could run (silver linings eh) Can you spot the mistake below? Sunrise at 8.08, tide at 8.08 over 6 metres – no beach to comb …. oops
Only around 9 miles but along the cliffs as I want to get at least some hill work done for next year. I fed carrots to the horses and got to look at high tide folly from the cliffs
In other news sorry If I’ve been a bit slack on updates and following all your blogs and stuff. Mums been in hospital for a few weeks now (very kind of her to do it in my off-season though!) and it’s been a bit hectic. She looks to be on the mend now so as I know you’ll read this sending love mum!
Sort of … it was meant to be a recovery run after saturdays 14 miles but the legs felt really good and the tide was out and I felt like running quickly … so I did. Sod common sense I wanted to run for the joy of running and if that meant fast then fast it was!
Met some new friends
And went out of my way to warn these people that walking right under the cliffs at this time of year is suicide – You can hear the rockfalls all the time. I had to laugh as the older lady (who wasnt under the cliffs) replied with “well yes but he is a geologist” …. Like ok well at least he will know what kind of rock staved his head in then I guess. To be fair I was more worried about the dog with them, splattered people I could cope with but not a dog. With a cheery cry of “Natural selection will out!” I sped on my way
So up the cliffs I go – And its cold and windy and of course its great just to be out. Although I’m not covering half the milage at the moment I’m enjoying it even more when I’m out. This was seven miles to Witches and back (yet again) and I enjoyed every second of being cold and muddy. Not much else to report at the moment. Nights have drawn in and other stuff comes up so it’s kind of nice to let running take a back seat. It’s always noisy in the back seat mind you. Like a child asking Are we there yet? It’s instead saying Can we run now? Can we run now?
But I always love it nonetheless. After a day of fairly nice weatehr by the time I got home from work it was getting dark and raining, sometimes hard rain sometimes just mizzle. The temptation was to stay in and pretend to stretch or something but sometimes you just got to get out of the door.
Up on the cliffs it was cold and wet and I still loved it. I said hi to all the sheep of course.
I did the 4 or 5 mile trip around to the barrows at Wick beach and headed back. Once again negotiating the haunted woods ™ by headtorch
So yeah its always worth getting out even if the weather says no the lesg say yeh!
And finally a big hello and hug for my mum who’s not been so well lately but hopefully on the road to recovery!
I havent really done much elevation (unless you count hill sprints) as I’ve been enjoying the beach so much but I certainly enjoyed switching it up and getting up along the cliffs. I can get around 500ft of total ascent if I take this route so I guess its better than nothing. Why don’t they build mountains on the coast here?
Im off for half term and I’ve hardly sat in front of the computer – which is no bad thing I think you’ll agree. The weather has been great and I’ve done some top socialising – and running but haven’t chronicled!
So this was like …. last weekend sometime!
All the runs have been to the beach and in fact they’ve all been variations on the seven miles or so to Witches Point and back. I dunno I just really like that run at the moment – So if you like it do it!
I kinda like my legs now. They take me where I want to go (I cant remember which book I robbed that from) and so due to overwhelming demand (from CJ) here they are in lycra
You may think wow look at those shoes! and you would be right to do so as they are my current favourite pair. They’re the La Sportiva Mutant and I’m currently in love with them as they give such a comfy ride plus fantastic grip and feel. They probably arent as cushioned as the Hokas but they (the Hokas) are currently relegated to being worn in work everyday (I also walk miles every day) as I just can’t feel I trust them on anything tricky. Its a shame as I love the cushion they bring when running but they just dont do it for me with either grip or feel for the terrain. I might check out the ATR3 or others to see if they are any better – woo time to start reading shoe reviews again.
So I just did home to the barrow mound at Wick ladders and back for a 4 mile or so run. I can feel the pace increasing each time without extra effort so I’m happy with the progress back. I just wish everything in life was as simple as running.
There were mushrooms on the barrow and of course always an (albeit misty) view