The weather is cold but at least fine for the Derby
Half Marathon. While I do the half L, Daughter and Daughter’s +1 do
the 5 miler. We take advantage of a non-existent £2 parking offer that Chapel
Street car park won’t accept and therefore ending up paying a further £3.90.
Bargain. Daughter is still awaiting her race number so she has to go to the desk to get that sorted.
The run itself goes surprisingly well as my knee holds out until
the nine mile point meaning I only have to hobble less than a third of the distance. My
time of 1:57 is my best for a while. Progress at last.
The biggest challenge of the day is reserved for after the race.
They have stored everyone’s bags in a tiny baggage tent that is about the size
of that used by a family of four to go camping. It takes 25 minutes queuing to
get my bag back and therefore to put some warm clothes on, by which time I’m
turning a nice shade of blue.
