As lots of you know I am running for Bingley Harriers next weekend in a team event. It is a cross country/fell route which is completely new to me. Not wanting to let the team down and feeling a little out of shape having relaxed a bit since York Marathon I wanted to do all I could to be the best I could for the race. So since my mid week blog I ran 8 miles with others from the club Thursday night. A hilly route and I made sure I pushed myself.
On Friday morning i had to go to Manchester for meetings so I had planned to be out from work all day. To be honest I knew I wasn't going to be all day in Manchester but i figured it was a perfect opportunity to fit in a run of decent mileage. I was home by 3pm and decided to make the most of the daylight and run around the country roads from home. I planned 12 miles but I did run out of light and cut it slightly short to 11 miles. It was another hilly run and I felt good which started to fill me with a little more confidence in by ability for this next weekends race.
That brings me to today (Sunday). I wanted to recce my race route and Becky agreed to do it with me. We had arranged to meet at 9am, however Becky called me to say she was poorly and needed a bit more time to get sorted so we met at 11am at the end to leave one car there and drive to the start. I picked Becky up and she was drip white and shaking, yet insisting she wasn't going to let me down. We drove back to the start and set off having read through the route a few times together. Becky really was unwell and I tried to convince her to give in as she stopped to be ill every few minutes. She plodded on a mile before I refused to let her continue and we jogged back. She was gutted to have to give up (we all know how much this gets to us runners). We got back to my car and had to drive it back to the end and Becky drove me back to the start. Hence the blog title... Mission! I was starting to feel it all a bit tedious and was dreading starting over on my own especially when I really didn't know the route. However it had to be done and I set off again at about 12:45. The first 2 miles was along a muddy towpath before heading across a field. This is where the climbing started. I reached the bottom of 'murder mile' at 3.5 miles already feeling a bit tired. so i plodded my way up for a mile absolutley blowing and really worrying about next Saturday. I reached the top with relief and took the turning onto the farm track which still continued on a gradual incline. I then climbed a stile onto the moor and continued going up to the trig point. I did however start to enjoy it again as I picked my footing across the moor with the trig point in sight. On reaching the trig point I had to check my route again and took a breather as well as taking some pics of some amazing views as well as a very unflattering selfie!! Ha. Just to prove I did it. I can't seem to upload the pics though sorry. I promise I did it though. There are pics on FB if anyone wants to be my friend? ha it's Ali Dewhurst. or @AliDewy85 on Twitter. So onwards I went along the moor and I started to enjoy myself a bit too much as I ran and ran and forgot to look for the footpath I was supposed to take. Whoops I am now lost in the middle of the moor. So I pretty much ran in the direction I imagined I should be going, I did have to keep stopping a bit to try and work out where I should go so it was taking forever. It was seriously wet and boggy but fun and although I didn't run the course I should have I somehow... eventually found a road. It turned out to be the correct road but I was a lot further along it in the wrong direction than I should have been. I am now pretty hungry too as its a long time since my porridge at 8:30. My next instruction was to head on the bridleway on the left, which I managed to do but then I got lost again. Do not know where I went wrong but I did and I ended up in some woods. I had by this point run 12 miles and the route i was supposed to be running was only 9.5. haha. I was just deciding if I should run on or turn back and try work out where I had gone wrong when a familiar face came over the hill towards me. Wow was I happy to see one of the Bingley running coaches running towards me. I told him my story and he laughed... a lot but he did also say how easy it was to get lost on the moor and gave me a small ticking off for going alone anyway. So I had gone wrong but i was heading to where i needed to be and after another 10 minutes I was very happy to see my car. With 13 miles run it was now 3:30!! Yes I had been very lost but i had fun and I managed to just get in my car before the heavens absolutely opened. For once perhaps look was on my side. Anyway it was a tough run and although not fast I did it and as long as I give it my all up 'murder mile' I reckon I will do ok next Saturday. So with the 2 miles with Becky I ran 15 miles in total today and 52 in total for the week. At least I know i couldn't have done more.
Sorry it was such a long blog but its been a long day!!!
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