Thursday, 5 November 2009

Guy Fawkes Night


Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot...



A dark, clear and cool night promised a good hill run, my plan was to run as hard as I could up hill for 5 miles and then turn around and go home. Stepping out from my house the air was thick with the smell of burnt fireworks and the relentless sound of banging as numerous squibs blew their tops.

After about 2 miles it became apparent that the training was kicking in and my tempo pace had improved even for the hills but the long miles in recent weeks have played their toll. The best part of the run tonight was taking on a steep down hill section which took me down a darkened country road which ever so often was lit by an exploding firework...surreal.

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