Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to get up
very early in the morning on race day, not even have to look through the window
to know that the weather is horrendous, and then (bailing out obviously being
out of the question) have the divine/demonic intervention that the weak and
negative side of you has been hoping for all along? Well, it happened to me
today, and it sucks!
I hit a road closure just a few miles into my drive to
Llanberis early this morning. Incredulous, I opened the road atlas, looked at
the long detour that I would need to take and calculated that I would
definitely miss the bus to the start, quite possibly the start as well. So I
turned around and drove back home. Now I can definitely relate to the images of
crying runners after the cancellation of the 2010 UTMB,
even if the scale of my disappointment is obviously quite different. So it goes…
On the positive side, I was definitely a bit worried about
having to run an undoubtedly gruelling 4-5-hour race only two weeks before the
Vitosha 100K, with the Lakeland 100M only a month later. And I am kind of curious to see how the involuntary
long taper will work out.
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