It’s been a great weekend!
First of all, it was a FAB weekend to be British. I haven’t talked much this year about the Tour de France but we are BIG fans and have been watching all week, so we were over the moon to see Chris Froome in the yellow jersey! Add to that our first British Wimbledon winner for 77 years and you had me totally overcome. I honestly never thought I’d see the day a Brit won Wimbledon. Most Brits I know shed a tear from excitement! We Brits don’t normally win much, so it’s always a big deal.
We had a sporty weekend as well. It started with Friday evening’s cracking 6 miler when somehow I churned out an 8.36 pace. However my legs were still aching badly when the alarm went off at 6am on Saturday and we hauled ourselves out the house and up over Golden Gate Bridge to Mill Valley so we could climb Mount Tam. We had a fab hike there a few weeks ago, but didn’t make the summit (as it wasn’t on our route) and the Husband HATES not getting to the summit of a mountain, so off we went again. We brought a friend of ours – we promised him a roughly 6 mile round-trip. Maybe 7.
It was 11 miles. Ooops. We climbed up from fog and chilly cold past the fantastic West Point Inn (where there’s an honesty bar providing hot drinks for weary hikers) up above the cloud and fog to the top of Mount Tam, and we sat having our picnic at the top of the world, watching the eagles soar and the sun reflect on the bank of cloud beneath us. It was fab. And then we had an ENDLESS walk back down to the car!
We stopped at Cafe del Soul on the way back for lunch (if you’re local, I’d totally recommend it) and it just happened to be next to the newly opened San Francisco Running Company so I had a look around. REALLY nice stuff, I could have spent a bomb. Alas, the Husband was watching me like a hawk so I had to walk out empty handed. Darn.
I expected dead legs when I got up at 5.30am on Sunday to pack my planned 11 mile run in before church in the morning. But they felt okay. I ran 11.1 very unexceptional miles in 1.43 at a 9.18 pace, but I was happy with what I’d done!
And then I sat down for the rest of the day and my legs breathed a sigh of relief.