The joy of specs

Posted: 19/02/2013 in Running

I’m loving Jantastic – OK, so we’re on Febulous now, and it’s giving me the motivation to run long runs each week. This week was 14 miles, and having been introduced to the fun that is Holywell Dene, I now have a longer, more interesting route to get back to the coast.

Things were looking less than perfect when I stepped out of the office to run home – drizzle. I don’t mind a bit of weather, in fact I kind of like it, all adds to the fun, I reckon, but drizzle is a pain. Rain is OK, a peaked cap keeps it off my specs, but drizzle is too light and blowy, and sneaks in under the brim to cover the lenses. Glasses covered in drizzle are not fun. You can’t see where you’re going, you can’t see what the ground is like. During the day, that’s a hassle. At night it’s asking to turn an ankle or step on a spiky, spiky rock.

Anyhow, off I went, along the tracks, stopping every now and then to wipe the mist off my specs with a cloth. Up the Waggonway, under the bypass and off down the trails – I’ve only run this way once before, with Jon, and to be honest it was dark and he lights up like a character from Tron when he’s in front, so I wasn’t 100% sure of the route. Part way along the trail I went off-piste, realised fairly quickly and turned back.

I know I’m doing fine if I run past the scrap yard with the crazy dogs in the middle of nowhere, and sure enough it rolls right past eventually. complete with a horse festooned with LED lights. Odd, eh? I certainly was a bit odd coming out of the mist in the dark at night with the dogs going crackers.

On I go, and eventually stumble my way into the trees at the top of the Dene. It’s actually quite difficult going, muddy, slidey, and I can barely see with the damp on my specs. I’m still enjoying it though.

Did I mention that my head torch went out? Well, not quite, but further down the Dene it started to fade out. So now it’s even more difficult to see, but luckily just enough light remaining to see the sides of the path.

At the end of the Dene I hit Seaton Sluice, around 7.5 miles in, so 6.5 miles to go. I know the run back to Whitley is around 3.5 miles, so I need to fit in a bit more – run towards Blyth a bit, maybe? A mile down the road I turn back, sometimes enough is enough. The drizzle stops, so I can see now – back down to Whitley , and another extra half mile to make up to hit 14. Job done, home for curry!

Deffo counts as another Occasional Half Marathon.

Next week is 15 miles – one of these days I’ll make it to Blyth I reckon…

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