Tom Roper's Running Training: Eight day: redemption

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January 08, 2011

Eight day: redemption

I ran, in late afternoon, on a well-loved route over Seaford Head. It was a tonic after yesterday's day of failures. The morning had been grey and windy and, though the sea was still rough, by 3.30 in the afternoon when I ran, the light was beautiful. At Hope Gap I could look back down the Cuckmere and beyond, over to the Weald, all perfectly clear.

There was a short bicycle ride to Seaford Library too.

Time: 46:39
Distance: 4:13
Pace: 11:18

Posted at 10:20 PM in Janathon | Permalink

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χαιρέτε νικὠμεν
χαιρέτε νικὠμεν means "Greetings, we've won" and are the words attributed by Plutarch and Lucian to the runner who brought news of victory at the battle of Marathon to the people of Athens. They both wrote some six hundred years after the battle and the story is unlikely. Herodotus, who was closer to events, writes of a runner called Pheidippides who ran from Athens to Sparta to ask for help before the battle, but says nothing of a run to tell the Athenians of the victory. "So, when Persia was dust, all cried, 'To Akropolis!
Run, Pheidippides, one race more! the meed is thy due!
"Athens is saved, thank Pan," go shout!' He flung down his shield
Ran like fire once more: and the space 'twixt the Fennel-field
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Joy in his blood bursting his heart, he died--the bliss!"

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χαιρέτε νικὠμεν. A blog started to record training for the 2005 London Marathon, and continued thereafter