Last year I was slower than I had hoped because of the recovery from the flu, but this time my lack of pace was through a general malaise when it came to putting-in training hours over the weeks before hand and readily getting in to the Christmas spirit of eating, drinking and being merry a bit more than I should have!.. Also going out for the 'Happy Hookers' Christmas meal the night before and eating 1.5 Christmas dinners and washing it down with a couple of pints was probably not ideal last-minute prep for race day!..
Well I managed to drag, or should that be wobble my arse around the course, which is flat and fast (and pretty unspectacular for photography), to chalk-off a pretty big milestone even if it was in an underwhelming manner.
At the finish the goody-bag had a buff - always useful, a bottle of beer and the finishers medal which has a built-in bottle opener.
I was met at the finish by my long-time friend from Uni and Pompey resident Claire, to whom I am scheduled to hand the baton to in the Great British Relay in 2016, so had a good recovery cuppa and chin-wag at her sea-front gaff overlooking the sea as the sun waned and set before heading back home, fortunately to no LSS with a broken nose like last year... LSS insists that Spud did it deliberately in revenge for taking him to the vets a couple of weeks before to have his nuts off!
So here ends 2015's adventures, and here's to 2016 and bigger things with any luck!
Eat pies.
Drink beer.
Run far.
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