First of all…
THE SUN IS OUT!
WINTER IS OVER!
MAYBE I WILL STAY IN THIS COUNTRY FOR A LITTLE LONGER!
…the Annecy Half Marathon is this weekend.
I’ve been working my socks off for this beast for 14 weeks now. I’ve done more miles than ever before in my life. I’ve struggled to believe it’s been making any difference and yet I’ve kept running. And then, a week or so ago, I ran the Salisbury 10 and everything was smooth and easy and fast and all the hard work was worth it! Whilst I don’t think I’m in PR shape for a half, I suddenly believed I could run a decent race and do myself proud in the French Alps this weekend.
But then I started stalking the weather forecast for Annecy and my heart sank. It crept up and up and up. The half marathon starts at 2.30pm and the current forecast is for 25C/77F.
I have been training in Winterfell. I can’t race well in Dorne!
Last week, the UK watched Callum Hawkins crash and burn at the Commonwealth Games. The footage is incredibly distressing. Yes it was warmer in Oz but not THAT much warmer. I have to be sensible with my heart. 25C is too hot for me to run hard.
So I got online. I did some googling. And within ten minutes I’d signed up for the Fleet Half Marathon on April 29th, the following weekend. Fleet is a non-descript town about an hour away from home. Its HM is flat. The forecast is overcast and raining. Perfect.
So the plan is now to go to Annecy, my dream town. I’ll run this extra training run for absolute joy. I’ll take photos of the mountains. I’ll eat the baguette. I’ll drink a second glass of vin rouge. I’ll run that half marathon sensibly, with a bigger goal in mind.
And then next weekend, I’ll go to Fleet and see what I can do.