Completed the Blenheim Palace 10km earlier today. Joints are just starting to stiffen up nicely.
If you’ve not been to Blenheim before, I strongly recommend a visit. It’s the absurdly grand and pompous country pile built by the Duke of Marlborough in celebration of his 18th century victories in France. Designed and landscaped by ‘Capability’ Brown, it’s a home fit for Ozymandias – gorgeously epitomised by Vanbrugh’s outrageous bridge over the piffling little lake in front of the house. A triumph of over-engineering in the name of bombast and vainglory.
In short, it’s an egotistical monument to a monumental ego, and I love it. Tasteless, artificial, grandiose, shameless… and utterly beautiful. A pleasure to do the tour, even with rasping lungs and burning legs.
I finished in 1 hour 4 mins, which is a personal best. Might have gone faster had it not been for the evil hill in the middle – steep, and very long. But hey, I finished. Given that I couldn’t run for 3 mins in early January, I reckon that’s a result.
Posted on 13th June 2010
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Astonishingly, my potatoes appear to be coming back… thank Heaven. Thanks to everyone who expressed sympathy, and good luck to those who suffered the same fate. Hope yours are recovering too.
My thoughts have now turned to the pot-bound plants that desperately need to get out on the plot – such as this celeriac.
Normally, I’d have planted them out by now. But this year, I simply daren’t – I have a nasty feeling that Winter hasn’t quite finished with us yet, despite the gorgeous 23C sunshine we’re enjoying this weekend.
So I’m going to have a nervous breakdown trying to get everything out next weekend… when I assume it will piss with rain 24/7.
At least today I got a good run in the log book. This route was absolutely gorgeous, and I can’t recommend it highly enough – for a jog, walk, run, whatever.
Posted on 22nd May 2010
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The weekend was pretty uninspiring for gardening. Got some peas planted out and spent what felt like hours weeding. But the real sense of achievement came from the 10km run.
This was the second 10km I’ve completed, and I’m beginning to get a little bit of confidence about it. Sunday’s was particularly encouraging, because I felt fresh at the end. Could have gone a lot further. It was even enjoyable… and I never thought I’d be writing that.
Such is my enthusiasm, in fact, that I’ve signed up for the BHF’s Blenheim 10km in June. My ultra-staunch training partner, aka my sister (poor deluded woman), is accompanying me. The aim is NOT a fast time. Nor are we manically raising funds – for now. We just want to run the whole course and finish.
So wish me luck. And send a paramedic.
Posted on 18th May 2010
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Now that Spring is most definitely here, I’ve abandoned the gym and have been running outside for a few weeks.
It’s nice, especially first thing in the morning. Love that smell of musty, misty air half an hour after sunrise. Shame you have to get up so bloody early to experience it.
Life, in short, feels fairly good – especially now that I’m harvesting fresh asparagus almost every night.
Just a few worries, though. Perhaps somebody out there fitter than me can help answer them:
- I can now run comfortably for 2.5 miles, but anything above 3m still hurts like hell. Oddly, some days it’s more painful than others. I ran 5.5m once and it felt OK. Other times, it’s crucifying to reach even the 4m mark. Why on earth is this? I watched people running the London Marathon on Saturday and wondered how the hell anyone can ever do it. I mean, I reckon I could run non-stop for 10km if there were a crash cart waiting at the finish line… but 26 miles? Huh?
- I’m not really speeding up. OK, a bit – I’m up to about 5.5mph from 5.2mph… but that’s hardly significant. I thought after three months of running regularly I’d see a bigger improvement. Or am I being too impatient?
Posted on 27th April 2010
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Bit of a breakthrough today. I managed to run non-stop for just under 5 miles. At no blistering pace, admittedly, but still. An hour’s continuous running, just three months ago, would have been a risible notion. I got breathless heaving my arse out of bed.
On the down side, I’ve lost not an ounce of weight. Admittedly, my ‘diet’ has been pretty desultory… but I’d hoped that the exercise alone would do some good. It hasn’t.
Hey ho. You win some, you lose some. I may be fatter than I was at 30, but I’m fitter. I’ll settle for that.
Posted on 5th April 2010
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