On Saturday it was off to the North York Moors with Hazzer to run 'the Full Monty' with Gav and Hester. I have absolutely no idea why its called the Full Monty but it's a fabulous (and fabulously muddy) 18.5 mile run in a loop from Cold Kirkby (a small hamlet not far from the top of Sutton Bank), invented I think by Gav and his Thirsk & Sowerby Harriers running chums.
Anyway as usual it was a completely brilliant run, although a run in which my running wheels fell off big style - my right hamstring has a slight pull (picked up some time in the past two weeks) and, after about 8 miles, I was struggling with that, I then turned my left ankle and struggled on with that and, just to put the icing on the cake, it had been our Christmas shindig at work on Friday and I was struggling with that too. Never-the-less I managed to struggle through, although Hester and Gavin left me for dead on the final 2 mile run back up to Cold Kirkby. A darn fine and much needed cup of tea and tea cake at Stewart's house after - just the job.
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| Ze route |
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| North York Moors ahoy! |
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| The team forging on |
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| The boy Hazzer cooling off |
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| A tad muddy then |
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| Not much of hill perhaps but too much for my hamstring of doom! |
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| This churned up field was a frigging nightmare |
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| My brand new X-Talon 212's (they're actually bright blue) |
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| Still muddy |
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| Riveaux Abbey |
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| Just before Hester and Gavin ran off and left me |
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| A man in tights |
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