Getting Chilly, Going Large

As regular readers may have noticed I often follow my own advice and take things easy, slowly build up my distance and speed and generally just add 10% a week to my mileage...

Those of you not choking on your cornflakes may not realise that this is cobblers... Upon occasion, especially on a run where I know the time cut offs are generous, I will take a punt and start the exercise regime for a year with something fun...

So, Jiminy Cricket and I headed north, to the wilds of Lancashire for the Fylde Coast Runners Central Lancs New Year Half Marathon - my simple target get around and have some fun while I did... And to try and make sure Jiminy wasn't sat around in basecamp (the local primary school) for too long while I trundled along.

Unlike most runs I do, this was on open roads so there were cars on the roads with the runners - which wasn't the problem I feared as the run was on quiet lanes, and most runners were sensible and tucked in when cars went past.  Did mean that the roads weren't gritted though... So I was very glad I found a replacement pair of trainers yesterday - my main ones having lost rubber grip on the runs last year and have become at best slippers...

The views were glorious... with some amusingly appropriate villages and pubs...




Garmin Connect Relive Video

Basically I was slow - 2:55 and change is a long way off my best, but I finished smiling:-)  With a huge medal... 



Yes the medal was that big... 

So, a possible for next year, and a good way to start things for this year... 

TTFN

Paul






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