I see that I have been slack and failed to blog any running since the first cross-country event of the year. To rectify this, here are some highlights of recent months:
Cross-country: two more races, one in Snape Wood, in the only crisp cold weather we have had so far, on two-laps of a taxing course. It began with a long, long climb before undulating through beautiful woods near Wadhurst. The other was traditional cross-country, a slog round the perimeters of lots of muddy fields near Framfield.
Bexhill 5k: my last Sussex Grand Prix race of the year, and the one that made my eight to qualify for the club Grand Prix championship. Windy, with a sting in the tail, in the form of a run up a ramp outside the De La Warr pavilion.
Parkruns: two, both at Preston Park, in the company of that man of parts, Rob Read
Extra-mural runs: one while staying with friends in London, from East Finchley, round Alexandra Palace, and back
Seaford Striders sessions: under the wise coach Peter Weeks, Wednesday night club runs have consisted of speed sessions of various types: hill sessions, seafront reps, and a pyramid. I feel sure these must be doing me some good.
I have saved the best, and most recent, for last: on Sunday I ran, with a group made up of most of the organising committee for next March’s Moyleman, Lewes’s Twitten Run. This takes twelve twittens, run first west to east, and then in reverse order, so the uphills on the way out are downhills on the way back. The run even has its own Twitter account, which gives it the well-judged soubriquet of the medieval Stairmaster. It is hard, but a delight. Each twitten is different and offers its own view of the hills around Lewes, those hills on which the Moyleman will be run eleven weeks from now.
Photographic proof, photo by @RobKRead
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