Yesterday I did the first ever West London 10km closed road run. I had a great morning and the weather behaved itself. It was forecasting 41 mph winds but there were gentle gusts that cooled rather than forced me off the road. I had had a nasty bug earlier In The week so I decided just go and have fun on the run.
I love doing events, I am at the back of the pack and the atmosphere between the runners and spectators is great. Even if I thought I could run faster I'm not sure I would want to. They say people always cheer the loudest at the front and at the end. I have habit of giving a thumbs up to any marshal or spectator that waves, smiles or claps and I think I got a record for the most thumbs up yesterday which was lovely. I go to enjoy my event. Not to compete.
The reason in the title "my Mums skirt" is that a couple of events I've been to the changing facilities do not have a lot of dignity to them and I wouldn't want to expose myself to everyone outside the tent. So I found an old skirt of my Mums its from the 80 and it's just an elasticated long skirt in cotton. The good thing is I can put it over my running stuff hitch it up below my armpits and get totally changed underneath, while still keeping my dignity intact. It was so nice on the way home to be in warm clean clothes and feel comfortable, so from now on my Mums old skirt comes to events with me, I knew I'd kept it for a reason.
Happy running to you all.