Anyway, Bournemouth
wasn't really about a fast run for me...it was about my friends and family running with me. My six year old Paige has been desperate to run like mummy for years and this day she got the opportunity. I was a bit sad that the little ones fun run was conducted whilst I was running so I only have pictures to rely on but how proud am I!!!She was a bit disappointed with the no medal thing...so my friend gave up her 10k medal for her. She's really looking forward to her next run....a 4k in Moors Valley Country Park!
Fortunately, the 5k fun run was a while after I finished my 10k. My 15 year old lad, who ran with me until it became uncool about 5 years ago, thought he'd have a bash! I am to blame for his lack of enthusiasm as encouraging a 10 year old to run 6 miles was probably a little bit too much. Really enjoyed watching him run, even if he flatly refused to wear shorts and returned home a little red in the face.
Well back to me...there was a notably high incidences of people stopping to vomit in this race. Not sure whether that was because they misjudged the heat...it was hot...or whether the race attracts a lot of fun runners who haven't really raced much before. But I was dodging street pizza's along the way. The bottle of wine did me no good, I felt heavy legged and a tad dehydrated before I started and was aware of a few niggles I'd picked up by doing Meon, Fleet and Eastleigh head to head (Eastleigh only the week before). A lesson learned, and a month away from racing for me.
