I am of course nowhere near fit enough for this race but I
struggle on regardless. L is again doing the 5 miler and my Dad has come to
support. We have dropped him off in the Market Place with a chair and instructions
of where best to watch us both start and finish.
When I start he is in position but by the time L starts ten
minutes later he’s gone AWOL. L retrieves him later from a café from where he’d
headed to for a Full English. Which I’m sure was much enjoyable than watching
us run.
The route is the same as usual. Out along the main roads to
Elvaston, then through the Castle grounds before heading back along the river
and through Pride Park.
I was relatively pleased with November’s run where I went
from 8:30ish miles to 9:30ish miles and finished in 1:57. Here I start in the
9s and degrade into the 10s, struggling home in 2:04. Not the best.
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