November 6, 2011
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A day for running
15 minutes ago, N started running the New York marathon. He should be done in about 3.5-4 hours, depending on pace, crowding, and so on. He’s not run quite that far before – he’s done 20 milers before now, but 26.2 miles is a lot. He did it in 3:56:26. Very proud indeed.
Earlier on, I ran my usual first Sunday of the month 10km race. For some odd reason, in winter, it starts at 9am (in summer it starts at 9.30am), and it was feeling faintly disorganised today. I had to change bib number, as mine was in the set of numbers that got mis-programmed, and the Hub in the park hadn’t opened as early as expected, and we started late. Some of the marshalls looked utterly frozen, too, but cheerful and cheering, as is their wont. The trees have definitely lost more leaves since the last time I was in the park, and they’re looking rather bare – barer than the trees by work. It’s so much cooler in the park than it is by the river Thames. It was a good day for running. Assuming that the clock was working properly, I achieved a personal best of under 53 minutes. This knocks a good 2 minutes off some of my previous times, and about 4 minutes off my time from this time last year. I slightly sprinted to the end – to make sure I got that time, almost fell over, nearly had an asthma attack (must remember to BREATHE when I sprint, I tend to forget), felt faintly dizzy from oxygen deprivation, and then almost burst into tears because N wasn’t *right there* and I couldn’t tell him all about it.
Had to wait until I could get home to text: got home to Jo having a moment about the Ranger Guides. The gilt rather came off the moment, but has been replaced by a trip to see F at Camden Market, in order to deliver jelly babies and a knitted cowl.
Ooooh. Photos. Let me try uploading…
F in cowl, Jo’s socks, S’s hat and booties, F’s hat, V’s socks, a bush in Wales, and the Country Standard, just after a priest in a bow-tie, so, possibly not a priest but actually a verger, had leapt athletically over it. That lot in Westminster Abbey are athletic:
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