I'm going to start off by coming clean, this event was a half marathon with a shorter 3.9 km route for those of us who aren't that capable, so when I say 'a bit of' I mean 'a fraction of'
Our Russian friend Andrey told us that there was a running event deep in the forest at 11.00am Saturday. Woo hoo, much better than his usual 8am start. I was even able to eat some breakfast beforehand.
As inevitably happens we were a bit late setting off driving to the venue and it wasn't very well signposted. The roads are all dirt tracks, luckily we met someone else heading our way who knew where to go so we arrived with just 5 minutes to spare. Not long enough to warm up or even pin my number on my shirt so I just ran to the back of the pack and husband started the race chasing after me with the number.
I decided that my intention was just to complete it. If I could 'not be last' it would be a bonus. I was probably the oldest person there by a good ten years, definitely the oldest woman but who cares? Took my place behind some very slow twenty somethings and a couple of km in the path widened enough for me to pass them.
It was pretty chilly, no more than 2 or 3C and drizzly. The path was uneven and rutted in places, lots of wet leaves and mud to avoid but fairly level. Lots of concentration needed not to fall over. I overtook a woman in her 40s running alone.
About a km from the end the youngsters behind me decided to let their youthful fresh and rested legs take over and they sped up and overtook me. About 500m from the end decided to run a bit quicker but there was a big puddle and my shoelace was undone so did it up and then sped up.
At the end, much to my surprise, I was congratulated for finishing and passed a medal. MY FIRST BLING!! And it says 'half marathon'!!! If I was less honest I could really show off.
The organisers had set up a bunch of tents and a PA in a clearing. Andrey 'interviewed' me for the benefit of the people standing round then it was time to grab a black tea brewed over an open fire and some home made salami. Fantastic way to spend a Saturday morning. And I wasn't last, the woman I overtook came in a couple of minutes after me