Thirteen miles of stupidity.

Now I know I’ve had the odd stupid idea or two in my time but this one's special even by my standards. Training for me has been fairly mundane, trudging round lakes in Milton Keynes, a 10k circuit I’ve worked out at home, and a triathlon of run/drink/sleep deprivation during Alderney week. However with only about six weeks to go before the big day I decided today was the day to see if I could come anywhere close to my aim time of 1 hour 40 minutes over the full 13 miles. Now I must say at this point the time I went for is not based on any previous p.b. Or a statement of current fitness level, its more to do with my dislike of running and just wanting to get it over with as soon as possible, that and just wanting to get to the bar before the rounds get too expensive. I failed; miserably, and now have to work out how to lose 15 minutes an hour. It’s not that I can’t run it’s just I just don’t go very fast when I do, the only point I picked up my pace was running to the St Peters border but I guess that was just instinct kicking in, when I crossed back into St Ouen I slowed down again. Normally, with the Internet at my disposal, making an hour or two disappear isn’t a problem, but I don’t think cyberspace can help with this one. All I can do is hope the little piece of motivational advice from Tim puts a spring in my step, “looks like I’ll be running with you then Wiggy”. People avoid the two hour mark at all costs. I know I can do better, you know it makes sense! Little Tim might mean some one else now but it’s not worth the risk.

Dan.

P.S. Is anyone doing the 10k on the 21st of September?