Something approximating a run on the Downs

I really didn’t feel much like a run this morning, not least because it was chucking it down with rain! However, as Daren often says, “rain before seven, clear by eleven”, and so it was today.

I met Daren and Lyra at Jack & Jill windmills and whilst Jack was still missing it’s sails, Jill’s sails were merrily turning in the wind… I can’t remember the last time that I saw that!

We walked to the top of Home Hill and then jogged down into the dip and to the top of the next rise. Then we resumed walking until we got to Ditchling Beacon. .. whilst Lyra quite literally ran circles around us, and around one or two dogs that she encountered on the way. There were occasional flurries of light rain, but nothing to really dampen the experience.

We decided to drop down the scarp slope and walk along the underhill lane. The going as we descended was slippery, and at one point I ended on the ground, propped up with my hand in a bramble bush… ouch!

We chose one of the borstals to get back up to the top… the view to the north was amazing!

From the top of Home Hill, we gently jogged down to the car park. Just under 5 miles, according to Daren’s app, in just under 100 minutes. .. mainly walking, though we may well have run a mile in total.

I’m curious to see how effective my coffee runs have been for my recovery… I’ll let you know next time I post… hopefully you won’t have another 10-month wait this time!

I feel compelled to add a postscript: I put my running kit on to wash, and at the last minute added my Gore running jacket, as it had mud down one sleeve after my slip. The jacket is more than 15 years old, but is branded FosterRuns.com and is super-comfortable, so I’ve never felt the need to replace it. Midway through the washing cycle I realised that my car keys were in the zip pocket 🙁

I stopped the cycle and removed the totally sodden jacket… which had a perfectly dry set of keys zipped in the pocket. That speaks volumes about the quality of Gore jackets! Phew!

A year of cold showers and running nowhere

A year ago, I started running on the spot each time that brewed coffee… that is, after my initial quadspresso of the day.

It is clear from my detailed record keeping that I stopped counting around a month ago, though I’m still maintaining what has now become a well-worn habit.

There are more than 320 runs recorded here for 11 months, so I reckon that the tally for the year is in excess of 350…. approaching 24 hours of running, or almost 2 hours each month.

Across that time I have also been turning the temperature to cold for about 90 seconds at the end of my morning showers.

These low-friction experiments have left me feeling at least a little more alive than I did this time last year. 🙂