Spoonies back, tell a friend
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
Guess who's back.....
Thank you for all the supportive comments on my last post I was really feeling so down and disappointed.
Last night I got in my little car and drove down the A610, M1, A14, A1, M11, A120 and then country lanes chasing promised rain and home - ESSEX.
I was pretty knackered by the time I arrived at around 10.30 (that's past my bedtime). I happy reunion with my tower fan followed and a much needed cup of tea. After remaking my bed - dad bless him had put on a 15 tog feather duvet - I snuggled down. It rained during the night. I woke up around 6 and it was cool and lovely but I was far too tired so I snuggled back down.
Around 9.30 it was still cool, grey and breezy out there and I thought what the hey give it a go.
I am so glad I did.
5.3 blooming glorious happy miles around my old playground - yes as a child I would stomp off to the local fields (a hop skip and a jump away from the house) and play, well today I was out there again playing.
So off I start, zombies are go (I really need to load up some new music) and I ran along my old dog walking routes (Samson the springer x setter, Fred the border collie, Solo the English springer and even Ferdinand battle dog the sprocker has traipsed these fields. They hold many happy memories).
I see runners. I've never seen people running these fields before only ever dog walkers and occasional cyclist. On I go up the farm track, down leafy lane (it's not really called that it's just a section of farm track my mum always referred to it as leafy lane) and then picking up the John Ray footpath/trail. Through fields and margins and then onto the wood. Run a loop through there and past a big dog that wanted to come along too, I must admit a big dog nudging you, even gently is a little worry when you don't know the character of the dog, the owners were very good and apologised. Pick up the 'offical' trail again onto the section that skirts the grounds of Rivenhall Hall, stop and walk because well, the last time I was here the avenue of tree were just twigs in the ground and now they are taller than me, I was nice just to take in the changing landscape of my childhood.
I know I wanted a long run so I had to loop back round a field, running on field margins and not a proper foot path so I hoped I wouldn't run into the grumpy farmer (hey maybe the grumper farmer has retired now and it's his less grumpy son!) again I had to stop to walking as the terrain was a little to unforgiving for road trainers and I can't risk my ankles what with needing to drive back to Nottinghamshire in a couple of days.
Back through the wood and then hit the trail in reverse to head back home, run through a corn field (not in a random field trashing kinda way, I was brought up a proper country girl and I respect farmers livelihoods, the foot paths in some areas are right though the middle of fields). Another dash throught the middle of a field well by his point walk cause it had been ploughed recently and the footpath not quite trodden back in - it's very unforgiving underfoot.
And now the home stretch and determination that this last bit I was going to run all the way and I did.
Wooohooo and I've completed my runkeeper goal of 8km by the end of the month. I am happy that I am doing these longer distance with run walk in a haphazard way, but come the cooler weather I might embark on a 10k training program.
Right now what to do with the rest of my day? Ummmmm I seem to remember Freeport Outlet village has a Nike store.........