Well my summer of training has been going slowly of late. I have been out on the bike for a couple of short trips, and I have been lifting some weights twice daily but nothing really note worthy, despite the weather being glorious I haven’t been out running, my new kayak is still on order, it should be turning up this week but as yet I have heard nothing from the boat shop and in general I am still lazing around in the doldrums of nothingness.
This morning my dad emailed me about the Wrekin Streak, in the distant past I mentioned that I fancies running the Wrekin as part of a race and my dad has remembered and posed the idea for me to take part. Winning times are in the 16 odd minutes. My personal best for running this route is 35 minutes, the slowest runner last year did it in 39 minutes. I have agreed to do this race, but I have a terrible feeling that I will be last. I have never been last in anything before and if it happens for this I don’t know if it will spur me on to greatness or will crush my desire to compete like a grape.
Report on Thursday.
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