Last year I ran this coastal road in Northern Spain one way, Baldy dropped me to the next village and I ran back. it was my dream to run both ways this year. The village is called Getara, it's about 4KM just round the headland on the right. I saw the sun come up and was trotting along happily and realised that although it was gently uphill all the way I didn't feel as if I was running uphill...I had a great run and stopped for a bit at the top, congratulating myself on my best run ever!
I turned round to head home and realised I had forgotten my sunglasses. The sun was now full blast in my face, I have very sensitive eyes and began to feel very dizzy and sick, and a bit nervous as the parapet wall is only about 18 inches high in places! I kind of staggered down feeling really grim! So much for my dream run! This bit felt like my worst ever run!
Still, I'm chalking this one up as a triumph, at least I've done it and won't feel I have to do it ever again!
Funny thing running eh?