Long Sunday Run

With Kenny off doing a Tri, we almost agreed that was an acceptable excuse for skipping the Sunday run, but only if a photo, official time and medal could be produced!

Anyway, the three set off. Out on Nicky line, off into Redbourn golf club and up the Herts 10km hill which seemed like nothing. Perhaps 7km of red-line effort before hand makes it seem worse.

Found a footpath so just took it with no-idea where it would go. M1 in front and planes coming over from the other side so vaguely head airport direction when the footpath disappeared. No farmers out patrolling their land, but a grouse cut me up at one point. Turns out the footpath did go straight on and down to the motorway junction so heading for the farm buildings was a better move.

Some guy in a huge house has some white, brown and black alpacs and Dave was convinced they were not real - look the black one moved - honest!

Dave had never see the gates of Luton Hoo before so we ran in and up the long tree lined drive. Got the hexagonal garden and the churnery and the sawmill but the mist had closed in and without the big house to fix bearings we flopped around and then finally found Paul's favourite hill to climb, but we did it in reverse.

The sight of the sewerage works is not pleasant but was a joy to us a that means only 3 miles to my house and it is all flat.

Dave clipped the last mile in 6:30 but neither Paul nor I were feeling much like Kenyans so we jogged in.

11.61 miles in 1:38:35, ave 8:29. Most of the time spent in the efficient zone.