I felt the blood pumping in my ears, lungs bursting, all I could hear was shouting and the thump of my foes steps next to mine, faster and faster we both went surely I must have crossed the line by now?
I had.................and promptly saw my quarry finish............ 2 seconds behind me I turned and shook hands, thanked her for dragging me along and giving me the incentive to race and promptly collapsed in a heap gasping for what oxygen was available. I don't know how long I stayed on the ground - I couldn't believe I was still alive (maybe I wasn't and I was now floating in some ethereal wasteland) - but hey, no, I was alive but realised I had to then walk half a mile to the car!!!! blx
Reviewing stats my Avg HR was 92%. 45% of the total time was spent in 95 -100% zone. The last sprint over the line recorded 190bpm - my previous highest was 186 so I guess thats my new high to work from.
Interesting run Wednesday night - Cross Country race through the Bulmer Cider orchards and woods - 5.25 miles in 24C. Nothing spectacular (as usual with me) but I didn't come last like in my fell race in December Being in the MV55 class gives me some excuse not to be at the front After lap 1 I was feeling a bit icky but the watch kept buzzing each mile and I kept counting them down and slowly pulled back 5 places (I started near the back along with 104 other idiots running in that heat like me). With a mile to go there was a runner in front that I had been trying to reel in for the previous mile but a couple of inclines put paid to that. Not to be thwarted by a little heat and someone else who didn't want me to pass them I dug in (which was pretty difficult as the ground was rough and hard). I could tell as I was slowly increasing my pace, so was my quarry - she knew I was there and was not going to give her place up easily to an old fart. Half a mile to go and temperature was killing me, another couple of yards taken from her lead, I was confident she was mine, nothing could stop me now, yet again I increased the pace, so did she , the hunter and the hunted battling it out over the last 100yds, rounding the last bend the line was in site, we were neck and neck, the crowd (9) were roaring............................. to be continued
Well you can't beat a good dose of frogs legs and snails to get one back on track
Me and Mrs BeDe have been in Burgundy soaking up the sun and every other day running along the Canal de Burgoigne (me - not Mrs BeDe - oh and of course mustn't forget the local vino) and cycling around the villages on our own mini Tour de France I got the KoM jersey whilst Mrs BeDe took the maillot jaune
VT - good to hear you're on the mend, perhaps a trip to Burgundy for you is in order (long way though for you)
Andi - welcome back and thx - look after that back and SLOW DOWN
Roy - have you done the fell race yet? If so hope u were OK