Congleton half marathon

IMG_0056A perfect day for racing, cool air but blue skies breaking out from behind the clouds. Neil picked me up early and dropped off Jeanette who was going for a long run with Lesley (they ran over 10 miles!). We arrived at Congleton High School (HQ) in plenty of time and as Neil wasn’t running he was able to indulge in a bacon butty while I made do with a coffee (thanks Neil).

It was great to catch up with many old friends and also meet some of our newer members. The chat as always was about understating expectations for the race, but everyone seemed in good cheer. I was definitely looking forward to it; I know that my running is okay at the moment and I shouldn’t have any problems getting round, but I haven’t done much speed/race work nor have I done any long runs.

This year was a new route, no longer running on the main roads of Congleton, it stays completely in the lanes, a much better and more interesting course in my view, but still challenging and finishes with it’s famous sting in the tail.

I had an okay run, finishing in 1:32:09 and second in my age group to Tom McGaff, so no complaints there. As a club we had 36 runners, Matt Smith led the men home in 1:16:09 and Katie Latham the women in 1:29:37, a pb and the first time under 90 minutes! We had 15 runners finish in under 90 minutes. My time also gave me over 80% in the club championships, unfortunately I won’t run enough races for it to matter. Results

Busy day

Feeling tired, after a long run yesterday I only ran 12k this morning to bring my total for the week up to 100k. Just as well, because, as promised by the forecasts, the wind picked up this afternoon, for the first time in 3 weeks. I managed to get out with my 7.5 which quickly became too big. Sailing technique left a lot to be desired, but all in all I enjoyed being on the water again. Legs kept cramping because of the long run, banged ribs hard on exiting a turn the wrong way and feet and hands are sore after lack of use. I think that means I’ve had fun. Forecast is more wind again for tomorrow.

Christmas at Chris and Gaynor’s

We had a lovely time at Chris and Gaynor’s place over Christmas along with Derek & Anne and Keith & Zena. We each had our own self-contained studio complete with Kitchen and shower room. The cooking of Christmas dinner was coordinated by Chris (with military precision), each couple was responsible for cooking certain parts of the meal in their own kitchen and then bringing together all the food for the Christmas feast. It was wonderful. Check our Journal for the full story.

Racing in Spain

Well we’ve done it. Entered two races. November 23 a 14K, (website) and December 14 a half marathon, (website).

We tried last year, searching the web and seeking out help from the local “Oficina de Tourismo” but drew a blank. This year we managed to find some races on the web, but with our weak Spanish, trying to enter them online was a nightmare, (it’s quite a different system to the one we’re used to back in the UK). Our new friend from the Tourist Information Centre (and also a bit of a runner), entered us for one of our races online and explained all the difficult bits. She also explained how we have to pay at the Cajamar, so now we’re set and have a purpose to our training. Watch this space.

Dirk’s November DO

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Dirk at the keyboard

Once a month the Dutch organise “Dirk’s Do”. Starting at 7:00pm we indulge in a 3 course meal, drinks and a large selection of music played by Dirk on his keyboard. The whole evening is a very jolly affair with about 140 people, mostly regulars and mostly Dutch and German. We have a table of friends, most of whom we only meet on these evenings, so a good opportunity to catch up.

 
IMG_6990There is a definite style to the music and dancing which we describe as “Dutch/German”. I’m told that the dance most do is something called a disco fox. Based on the foxtrot but with additional oompah.

IMG_6993Some of the men seem to think of it as more of a sport than a dance and sometimes the pace of the occasional couple wouldn’t be out of place on a rugby pitch. This isn’t meant as a criticism, merely an observation, Lesley and I always wish we could learn to trip the light fantastic in the ballroom. All in all an enjoyable evening with good food, company and entertainment.