Two events have encouraged me to start my running blog again.
One was meeting my dearest friend Jason, who, having emigrated to Melbourne, has really embraced the 'running life', and is inspiring me with his glorious 10k morning runs in wonderful places. Here's a recent photo from his trip to Paris, before coming across to the UK, and a morning run...
Secondly, the realisation that I have 30 weeks to the Brighton marathon, and the scales are tipping towards 172 lbs...about 10lbs over my fighting weight if I am going to do well. My running for the past months has been a bit sporadic - sufficient to keep a bit of fitness, but not in any sense 'training'.
So...here we turn over a new leaf - I am going to allow 4 weeks of running as I fancy, and then start a 26-week lead-in to Brighton.
Key to this is making running more fun, and re-capturing some running 'social', which I have really missed in my London jaunt. Also, making it less of a grind. With that in mind, this morning, I drove out of Romsey so that my 14-miler could be totally on country roads that I only see when I am doing 20+ milers. That's a great start - more is needed.
Of course, since this is the blog of a wine-drinking runner, I shall not neglect the wine news either. The weekend's best bottle is no doubt a Mas de Daumas Gassac 2003. A hot year, but not at all a baked wine. Very gentle, mid-weight, beautifully deep fruit and with secondary liquorice aromas. Beautiful! Alas my last one of 6. Still, I have the 2004, the 2006 and the 2010 to look forward to...