I haven't run at all this week!
It wasn't a conscious effort not too nor was there a medical reason for it I've simply been caught up with other things in life and the times we would normally run of an evening are now dark. If we lived in a town that was lit with street lights darkness wouldn't be an issue but here outside the village all the roads and lanes are dark and unlit so if I wasn't scared of the dark I still wouldn't be running at night for safety reasons.
We're going to have to work out how to get around this because I don't want to stop running after Sundays 10k.
Despite the lack of running I'm still looking forward to the Baxters Loch Ness 10k. I ran this race 2 years ago and I fear I am remembering it through rose tinted glasses because I'm not actually sure that I enjoyed the race half as what I am convincing myself I did, but nevertheless I am looking forward to it.
I remember the rest of the race being along tree lined roads and lanes and the finish being along the river Ness. I also remember very well how much I hated the last mile or so - I had run the entire race and was really pleased with myself, as we approached the finish I could hear the commentators and see people running for the finish. I was just wondering where we cross over the river to the finish and then realised we had to run up the road way away from the finish, cross the bridge and come back down. If there are 2 things that will ruin a race for me it's hill/incline starts and then any kind of out and back - I'm a negative person and that last out and back cheesed me off so much I walked. I only walked for about 20 steps but it ruined the run for me and I'm determined it won't happen to me again this time.
This race was also the first time I sprinted the finish and then nearly threw up! I crossed the finish line at a good clip because family were there to cheer me on but as soon as I stopped my legs went to jelly, I almost collapsed and I thought I was going to throw up. Worse than that though was that I remember looking around wondering where it was safe to collapse or throw up but it was just a sea of faces all round me - I was either throwing up on people behind the line or on the finish line in front of everyone.
Luckily the feeling passed within a minute or two but I'm doing what I can to ensure that doesn't happen to me again. My breakfast will probably be Porridge and I'm taking Bananas and Flapjacks because we have a 2 hour drive just to get to the race and then an hour or so waiting.
Right that's me off to pack our bags, get a decent dinner in us and then get a decent nights sleep before an early morning start to Inverness in a car that has decided now is a convenient time to develop a fault - awesome!