Saturday, January 10, 2015

mad dog and Englishman

There was no midday sun, rather a blanket of light grey cloud. No wind. humid - of course. Today's run was back from Warriewood where we went to introduce Rowlf to Jo and Bruce who will be looking after him while we go on holiday later in the year. I don't like putting Rowlf in a boarding kennel. There are some good ones, but it still seems like a fairly shitty thing to do. Jo and Bruce will, at any one time, look after a dog or two in their own home - far better, and we've booked the big lump in.

So today was a meet and greet and a run through of Rowlf's eccentricities which really start and stop at eating everything in site and occasionally deciding to escape and take himself for a walk. Undeterred by these things we arranged the dates then Rowlf, Sal and the girls got into the car and I headed home on foot at a little before midday.

I wasn't sure  how far it was going to be but I figured I'd be eating into my savings a little. The plan for the weekend is to do a single run each day and not completely knacker myself - I don't really enjoy doing double runs in the summer. I was hoping to have a reasonably easy time of it but, well, humidity.

Apart from the first 800m I've run all today's roads and paths before. Most of the first 10k is like running some of The Pub2Pub - surely one of the best names for a race - in reverse. There are a couple of nice headland tracks that on a cooler day I'd run instead of sticking to the roads.  I was carrying a whole load of "fuck that" with me today. I had a welcome break in Dee Why when I bumped into a mate who is coming over for brunch tomorrow. I stopped to have a chat, the stop among the high-points of the run.

Over the ironically named (named by the mate I'd bumped into) "Mount Dee Why" and then hugging the coast to Quenscliff where I picked up the return leg of my usual beach loop and headed for home. From about 8km I had been running with sweat-filled shoes and each footfall was accompanied by a squelch. Lovely. I was a little surprised at the distance. Had I headed home via Manly I would have ended up with about a half marathon but I was happy to take the shorter way and finish on 19.2km for the day. That'll do.

Forecast is for a southerly change tonight, some cooler weather and rain. Tomorrow should be a little more pleasant if I don't have too much rehydrating craft beer before bed. Fingers crossed. Now, about that beer...

Janathon - 225km

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