We are now one week down without the Husband who is away on business…four more sleeps till he gets back, four more!!! This last week, I have been seriously overwhelmed by the kindness of my friends who have filled my diary with dinners, playdates, lunches etc. We have not been lonely, hungry or bored and I am so grateful.

On Saturday morning I was particularly grateful to my dear friend Melinda who looked after the Dude (along with her own THREE children) early on Saturday morning so I could get my long run in. I arrived with a sleepy pre-schooler, pastries and flowers  but then abandoned them and ran off.

This was seriously the hardest run I have ever done. It felt like I was running uphill the entire way although there were two long downhills. There was an utterly gorgeous mile running down the trail in a local park where I had my music on, it was shady, I was stretching my legs…I was flying. Until I got to the end of the trail and found this sign.


Glad I was running at the speed of light!


One mile of bliss

But then it was up a killer local hill, down the other side and along a flat mile or two – except that the flat mile or two contained a couple of hills. And then a two mile slog uphill – the hills were so steep that I just had to walk. My tired legs could take it no more.

I also stopped at a yard sale that I was passing – in two sweaty, breathless minutes, I committed to buying a step-stool for the Dude, a chair for the Dude, a bookcase for me, a lamp for the Husband and some cookie tins, all for $20!! And then it was one final hill and then a much appreciated downhill plunge back to pick up the Dude.


I know photos never show steepness but does this even hint at it?

This was by far the hardest run I have ever done – I ran 12.1 miles in 2.07.24 at a 10.35 pace. One of my slowest runs ever, but I am proud of it!

Here’s the elevation graph. I have to be honest, I’m kind of proud of this too 😉


In the absence of technological skills, let’s just take a photo of the screen…

And here’s the loot from the yard sale. The moral of the story is: always do Saturday morning runs through swanky neighbourhoods!


The rest of the weekend was pretty wicked as well.

A Saturday trip to Berkeley, a ride on the steam-train in Tilden Park with the Dude and then coffee with the lovely Jen!


Me and Jen

A Sunday trip into San Francisco with the beautiful Laura – a good friend from the UK who has recently moved here but somehow hadn’t been into San Francisco.


In a moment of foglessness…

Okay. Onto the new week. Four more sleeps….

About Cathryn

I'm from Wiltshire, a beautiful rural county in the south of England. My husband, son and I moved to California in August 2010 with my husband's job, whilst I stay at home with The Dude, our gorgeous five year old son. I love running and cycling. I'm a Christian. I am finally learning to cook (about time too). I'm loving exploring this new part of the world and meeting its wonderful people.
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5 Responses to Hardest.Run.Ever

  1. Liz says:

    12 miles in 1hr07???? Think that’s pretty good:-)

  2. Jen says:

    Great to see you on Saturday! I’m equally impressed by the run and the yard sale haul – way to multi-task! 🙂

  3. Pingback: A week in my shoes…March 15th | My Heart's Content

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