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My alarm was set at six this morning but at 5:15am I woke and decided that if I went back to sleep it would be half seven before I woke again. It was my last run of the holiday so I did the necessaries and tumbled out onto the road at 5:45am. A heavy sea fret obscured the view and it was only just light as I made my way along deserted country roads to the outskirts of St Peter Port. George Road is a very steep road of about a mile long heading down to the harbour, It's just as hard running down as it is running up. I resisted the urge to overspeed and kept to a steady pace and I was soon on the quayside at the bottom of the hill. A large ferry was in port unloading supplies and there were several small council vehicles cleaning the streets and watering the flower baskets, I turned the corner and prepared to do battle once more with the long climb up Grange road. It climbs to the top of the hill that I had just run down but not quite as steep as George Road, It is twice as long though. I had included Grange Road in all of my previous runs and it had not beat me yet so I dug in and was determined it would not beat me today especially since it would be my last run here for a while. My arms felt sticky and beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I laboured up this monster of a hill hoping to see the crest around every corner. Legs turned to rubber and wishing good morning to the odd worker coming in the opposite direction was turning into a challenge as every gulp of air was required to power my muscles ever higher. Just when I thought I could not endure anymore pain the end came into view and I quickened my pace realising that the hill had thrown everything at me this morning and I had survived once more. The last three miles were undulating but enjoyable and as I jogged into the hotel car park I could start the last day of my holiday content and happy with my effort this morning.....Re: Bob's Bits.
After all the phonecalls to the airline and car park at East Mids Airport to amend our holiday from ten days to fourteen I was just waiting for something to go wrong on our journey home yesterday, but it never did. The only only hold up's were due to the volume of traffic on the M1. At around four thirty we dumped the luggage, collected some friends and went in search of food.....Re: Bob's Bits.
I thought I'd be running better after all the hill work I've been doing in Guernsey, every run included a steep climb and even the flat bits were hilly! But my legs felt heavy and tired as I started out on my Sunday Eight miler. It did get a little easier after a couple of miles and I even managed to shake up the pace with some fast half mile sprints, but come the last mile I was hanging on and struggled to keep going.Re: Bob's Bits.
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I love the coastal paths .... we are so lucky in this countryRe: Bob's Bits.
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Well I should have been packing today for the forthcoming cruise on Monday but I've spent the day swanning around a garden centre helping a neighbour to choose some plants for her newly created Garden....Lunch was excellent though.Re: Bob's Bits.
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