Pebbling

I was out early on saturday morning to beat the heat of the day.  It meant that the tide wasnt quite right but I managed to get to the ladders just in time so I could come back along the clifftops.

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Met my buddies on the way
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The tide had just reached the pebbles so I got to walk along them in the shade for a while
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Pebbles and cliffs
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New buddies – Who wanted to come and see me and ran alongside for a field

I’ll let the photos do the talking ….

However you can play spot the red kite

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Not sure what the hell was divebombing me on the left of this photo!

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Google “autotuned” this photo – Not sure if I prefer it … Looks a little too bright

Hungry horses and seagull spies

After a week off running to rest up I was up with the lark to test out the baddy leg. News it it still hurts afetr a few miles, its ok just a bit of pain which nags away. So I’ll just take it easy for a while I think, its too hot to batter myself anyway at the moment. The oddest thing though is that as soon as I stop running the pain goes instantly. I mean instantly, no limp nothing which makes it very hard to judge if its healing or if its fixed … until I run more than 2 miles …. so I could do lots of 2 miles … and string them together … Thats the way my mind works you see.

I managed to add extra miles as I met these guys on the way

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Got any food?

I promised them I would return with food soon. Then i thought nah I’ll run home, get food, come back and continue my run so I did so and returned with a bag of carrots and apples.

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Whats in the bag dude?
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A few miles later I discovered that nature was growing everything like crazy and the connector between two fields had gone mental and overgrown. I pushed on through and got scratched, bitten, stung and cut to bits – As I type this my legs are still on fire!

Oh and I had a visitor too – The seagulls have obviously been missing me at the beach this week so came to find me

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He’s alive guys!

 

Hey legs guess what? Its hurty time again

Saturday morning and the sun is shining so time to uncreak the legs and go and look for some hills. Ok I knew where they were but the spirot of exploration sounds so much more exciting.

The beach was of course beautiful (but had no hills)

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Just enough room to squeeze through
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At the top of the ladders is the Cwm – Just what I was looking for
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Up here and down to over there
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And then back over there again …. repeat

Rinse, repeat, flail about helplessly when the legs go wobbly and then speed off home quads hurting again – Which I think is leftovers from last weekends jaunt.

So I have short sharp hills – now I need long, long long hills to build up the quads.

Bonus photos!

Taken at the Preseli Beast by Robert at www.beerrunner.co.uk

Hop over and take a read!

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Rob caught me in the slate quarries around Rosebush. Guess which I am?
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Short sharp climbs
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Loved the different terrain here

Cheers for sending them Rob, thanks for not capturing my anguished expression!

 

Recovery run?

Not actually sure it’s a recovery run of its 4 days later but it still hurt like a recovery run. I only did 4 miles as everything was still a bit sore but I wanted to try these out – my reward for the training and completion of Preseli

La Sportiva Mutants

Check the tread out on these bad boys!
Can’t judge them until I’ve worn them more and yesterday everything hurt anyway which isn’t a fair test :p 

Was good to be back at the beach though on the relative flat! 

How do you work the gears on this thing?

Up at the crack of dawn (8) looking forward to a super easy few miles just to keep the legs turning over. However it appears that my gears are broke, it actually appears to be difficult to roll along at a slow pace. If I don’t concentrate and start thinking about other things like clouds and fluffy kittens (admit it you all do it) then I naturally increase pace to one which I wouldn’t want to sustain for 20 miles. I’m gonna have to be super careful not to go out too quickly next week. Combined with adrenaline my winky gearing might kill me off.

I was enjoying myself so much I ended up doing 8 miles along the cliffs trying to get some climbing done in the cwms. When it’s hard I think oh fuck I’ll never do this for 24 miles next week and then after a while it all flies again and I think I’ll be gone. 2 things to remember.  Don’t go out too quick and don’t panic when I’m blowing outta my ass halfway up a mountain cos it’ll pass and I’ll feel good again before long.

Cowslips at clifftop
I was on the cliffs as someone had flooded my playground
Don’t pick the flowers
So …. pollen anyone?