Anyway, it was good. Met another Notts Women Runners / RMR runner and ran with her (and her gorgeous dog!) the whole way... we managed a decent pace and still chatted almost the whole way. In fact, the first three miles just whizzed by. Chat, chat, run, chat. Mile four disappeared nicely. More chatting. A stop for me to sort my shoe laces. One for a dog poop incident. And it was all fine. Until we rounded the bend at the top of Holme Pierrepont's rowing lake.
And then the headwind hit. At first, a refreshing novelty. Then, a nuisance. And still the wind seemed to pick up until it felt like we were barely moving. I managed to stop to yell 'for goodness sake, give us a break!' At the wind (because that always works!)... and we carried on running into an endless wind tunnel of ick. Like wading through invisible treacle! It was too windy even to have a conversation the bloody wind was so damn strong! After a couple of miles of relentless buffeting, we escaped the wind and the blissful silence of not having our faces blown off was lovely. Until we rounded a bend and got smacked in the face by icy gusts. Again!!
Fortunately, the last couple of miles weren't so bad and altogether I managed just over 9... but blimey, running into a headwind for several miles is a form of pure evil.
On my list of weather I hate? Wind is taking its rightful place along with hail! Urgh!!
Tea... earned!
Geeky stats stuff
Geeky stats stuff
Distance: | 9.19 mi |
Time: | 1:19:07 |
Avg Pace: | 8:36 min/mi |
Elevation Gain: | 66 ft |
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