I was running and noted the obscure looks from old aged pensioners and commuters in milngavie town centre, Only when passing greggs did I get what they were talking bout. I was wearing a pair of adidas running tights I got given as a present/(Dare to wear). Bumbag with camelback water bottle. and cycling jacket. Gok Wan would have had a heart attack at my dress attire. But I was running, I didnt care and to be honest any guy who ran in a pair of shorts in that weather would come back to their original destination minus their bock and calls and be reassigned the name Linda.
Onto the WHW I went running with the snow at my heels and my glasses falling off my face. 1/2 a mile on the trail, I felt an urgent need to pee. I resolutely did what ultrmarathon runners do and found a bush. Only to hear to huff and puff of another runner coming from my back. OH FUCK!!!!!!!!! The runner just nodded his head and smiled the smile only runners who know what your going through and I knew what he was thinking "You daft twat you could have gone a wee bit further up woods."
Onwards and upwards I went through mugdoch park. I heard the pitter patter of feet behind me and thought it was my runner friend who understood my pee plight only to find my runner had turned into a chocolate labrador called Molly who thought it would be hilarious to put paw prints on my rear end and my lycra adidas tights. Her owner was calling her name to no avail. I had to put my uphill run on hold to take my new best friend back to her owner. I could only think how much I appreciated this dog for stopping my uphill assault on my heart and my lungs. Her owner thanked me and started walking in my direction again with me ploughing on uphill. When I reached the top of the hill and started to slow jog I heard the same pitter patter of feet, I turned around and found myself face to face with molly once again.
Her owner was around a quarter mile away from me by this time and despite her incesant calls to her dog, my shadow would not leave me. I threw stick after stick in the opposite direction to no avail. My shadow eventually got tired of me and ran back to her owner for a biscuit and a pat.
I was just about at the cross roads to go to drumclog car park when I heard my friend after me again. Only to realise I had picked up a new friend a German Shepard called Alladin. Huh!I know I thought the same about the name. Anyways Alladin went to find his genie and I took off again. My training took me to Milngavie Train Station to the loch before Carbeth. I dont run with a garmin or distance checker so think I did bout six seven miles in an hour and 20 mins not bad with my walk breaks and my friends who thought it was hilarious impprint me with their paws.
Day one training down. Tomorrow my cycle begins. I've decided to cross train at all costs. Wednesday I'll be Back on the trails yeha.
I hear John Knayston say on Podcast "Slow and steady wins the race" My mantra is "My Race, My Pace"
wise words from JK Craig :-)
ReplyDelete