With no fog, no other commitments, and the realisation that it's exactly 18 months since my first C25K run, today was the perfect time for the HUHM. If we overlook the fact that I haven't run more than 12.3k since the start of October, and that recent wet weather made me decide against some of the tougher trails, that is!
So my extremely detailed plan was to go up and down a few hills, and return home, ideally unscathed, after 21.1k or so.
As last time, French voice-generation software massacred the RunGo commentary, from the "teddy beer" ("teddy bier"? surely not!) to the "beeg shoe of on courage mon from the crude".
There was probably more, but the technology wasn't playing nicely, so I missed lots. Though I would like to inform SkiMonday that no, if I'd been on a bike I wouldn't "have been there by now", I'd have been a sobbing wreck, and the velocipede would have been recycled into something that even The Repair Shop wouldn't take on.
I just kept bimbling on, taking in all the views, and greeting the dogs, horses and cows - no humans were encountered though, which isn't unusual.
With about 3k to go - Strava, Garmin and RunGo were all merrily announcing different distances - the nice automated Strava lady decided to inform me that "GPS signal is weak." She then kept repeating the information, time after time after time. As I pointed out to her very loudly (does bilingual swearing count as a test of easy pace?) what did she expect me to do about it? Send up my own personal satellite to improve the signal?
Reader, I made it home. And despite all the technology glitches, and being very out-of-practice at HM distance, I enjoyed it.
Strava stats seem overly generous. Garmin has it as 21.3k, 2:45:24, 7:47/km, 485m elevation.
Here's to running away to a world that we design.