Well, what didn’t the Llanelli half marathon throw at us? A severe weather warning, rain, freezing cold, hailstones and wind. By the six mile mark I was soaking wet and being pelted with hail and by the ten mile mark I felt as if I was running with someone else on my back. Then the sun came out and, for a moment, I thought it might be a fairly benign jog to the finish except that the wind picked up even more dramatically. A huge gust pushed me sideways off the track and sand, blowing up from the beach, scoured my face. By mile twelve I was finding it hard enough to stand up, let alone run. At this point a nasty little hill spikes the mix even further. I felt dizzy, disorientated and had visions of walking the rest of the course... and then I saw the finish!
Now, in my mind I’m flying at this point, although video footage shows Mrs Clumpy-clumpison hobbling towards the line. Anyway, I managed to find something in the tank and clocked up a chip time of 2:17:05, a personal best, (and 48th in my class, whoop! whoop!) before crying all over Tom!
Mrs Clumpy-clumpison attacks the line
Relief that it's all over!
Tomorrow we’re off on a short city break to celebrate our wedding anniversary. After years of holidaying on Veryan, our old wooden boat where the facilities were somewhat basic (sleeping bag, strip wash and sea sickness) I’m very excited about staying in a B&B!
Now, in my mind I’m flying at this point, although video footage shows Mrs Clumpy-clumpison hobbling towards the line. Anyway, I managed to find something in the tank and clocked up a chip time of 2:17:05, a personal best, (and 48th in my class, whoop! whoop!) before crying all over Tom!
Mrs Clumpy-clumpison attacks the line
Relief that it's all over!
Tomorrow we’re off on a short city break to celebrate our wedding anniversary. After years of holidaying on Veryan, our old wooden boat where the facilities were somewhat basic (sleeping bag, strip wash and sea sickness) I’m very excited about staying in a B&B!
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Well done you, and hope you have a fab trip.x
Enjoy your holiday.
However, when I viewed the video, I don't think Mrs Clumpy-Clumpison was in it!
Well done you.
Have a sooper dooper trip away xx
I missed Mrs Clumpy-clumpison but there was a runner who looked just like you in a blue windstopper who was going like a train! A PB in those conditions is truly remarkable.
Well done. Enjoy your break - you've earned it.
Am in awe, as no way I could do anything like that, and against that weather.
I think you deserve your break - enjoy.
CKx
Oh and a Happy Anniversary to you both too.
(Thanks for your note on my blog!)
Elizabeth, thank you very much m'dear.
JJ, turn the sound up louder - you'll hear the ground shaking!
Lane, thank you. A sooper dooper trip is just what I'm hoping for (fingers crossed!).
Expat mum, cheers me dear (let's raise a glass of black pudding in salute).
Jude, I'm not surprised, power walking IS knackering! Ten and counting, thank you!
Edward, I'm going to frame the 'going like a train' bit and make it my mantra. Thanks, race was hell on a stick. Do it again? Probably!
Suffolkmum, you will be fine - you have youth and beauty on your side!
Woozle, I certainly hope it is romantic, hehe!
Kate, thank you! But you do lots of handy things that I couldn't even begin to do.
Muddyboots, likewise - you get up to all kinds of amazing things.
Kitty, thank you, dear heart! Hope your girls are behaving now!
have a great break for your anniversary.
xxx
Well done - now have a wonderful time in the luxury of a B&B
Have a great trip, you deserve it.
xxPat
PS: This weekend, of course, is benign spring sunshine. 'Snot fair is it?
But you do tell it beautifully.
How about writing a thriller now in which the detective is a runner?
LBD, yes, the jelly babies saw me through - five of them this time! (None of them got away!)
Pondside, B&B was fab... I could get used to it but probably won't be able to!
Fp, pleased to read that you are feeling better, too.
Pat, thank you!
SBS.. as Fennie said before, it's the deadline thing, it seems to be what I need to get off my bum.
Pip, really! Have you seen that awful juxtaposition of photos? Too many teeth flashing by half!
Mags, thanks but what you didn't hear was my language as I crossed the line or see me bursting into tears a second later!
Fennie,so far so good on the knees but must admit that the hips protested a bit this time! Hmm, it's an idea but wouldn't know where to start with detective fiction.
Bradan, not relaxed but delirious I think! The break was wonderful, thank you.