On tuesday I rolled down to the beach and the tide was in so I decided to do some hill work either side of the Cwm. I actually managed 3 repeats of 2 hills which doesnt sound much but they are hell steep, by the end I was spent and the legs were distinctly wobbly so I skittered like bambi on acid all the way home. It’ll all be worth it next time I’m on a hilly course – thats what im telling myself anyway.
On the beginning of the right hand side climb wasps have colonised around 15 feet of the pathway, building nests with small entrances – It makes it a mad dash through so you dont get waspsaulted. Little buggers! Never seen them do this here before.
The views from the top of the cliffs when you get there are always worth it, just takes a while before it all comes back into focus to appreciate it.
Well the beach isnt new – though admittedly ephermeral but I have got some new stuff to show off!
Firstly in an attempt to cushion my feet a little more I’m trying out Hokas
I want to see if the extra cushioning helps. I’ve run in them a few times now (and am wearing to work too) and yes the cushioning is pretty amazing. They do lack in grip and stability on technical rocky sections as I found out last night. Unlike my Xtalons theres no connection with what I’m running on and I didn’t have the confidence I usually do on the trickier bits. Maybe that will come with time. However for longer runs where theres less trickery and more grass I think these could well be perfect.
Last night I did 7 miles after work down to Witches Point and back as I was feeling good, the sun shone and … I just wanted too. Bit longer than I planned but hey when the suns shining make hay! I don’t appear to be suffering any after effects today so fingers crossed either i’m on the mend or the Hokas are doing some good.
On the way back I bumped into old and new friends – The calf was curious but the mother not so. I took it easy through the herd, kept an eye on the buggers and got out alive (As one local very nearly didnt a few years ago)
Some amazing homecrafted bracelets! My photo skills dont do justice to how awesome they are – one says Ultra Badass and the other says f**ckit do epic sh*t and I cant decide which i prefer so I wear both! My friends at the pub think theyre great but especially the story behind them. Who knew blogging got ya friends and cool pressies!
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.
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 ….
Not the Oxford v Cambridge type but today included a race against a boat along the coast. The run started normally as per usual. Down to the beach and along to Witches Point.
At Witches Point I stopped to turn to return home (around 3 and a half miles) and noticed a sailboat just coming around the point and headed with the wind in the direction homeards…..
I wonder if Im faster than a sailboat over 2 miles? Even better a boat that doesnt know its in a race. The course was set – me v boat to the headland in the photo below. I had some rocks to traverse but I reckoned I could do it
So as the boat drew level I was off. Boats actually go much quicker than they seem when you’re trying to keep level so for the 2 miles or so I was going pretty much flat out. I was pleasantly surprised that I could do the first mile over a lot of rocks at 7 minute pace but the boat was keeping level. The second mile was just wet sand and with some determination and complete disregard for my health I managed a 6 minute mile (probably the first and only in my life) to come in just ahead of the boat. Winner winner chicken dinner!
Next up a speedboat ….. kidding …. Last risk taken before the ultra …. probably