Not really an eighteen mile run – more a twelve mile run with a 10k jog/walk at the end. Nicky was the bullet – Kay and Harp the attendants. They ran beautifully – I didn’t.
A struggle for me for the last 6 miles, but not as much as the struggle for poor old Kay when she got back to the start to find she’d lost her car key.
Horrid, horrid, horrid – but it’s in the bag and we are on track for Trimpell. Bring it on.
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