Sunday, 10 July 2011

So, the run went surprisingly well. Left at 6am and had made Clovelly by 8am and felt pretty energised. But as the hours marched on the pace slowed, and I knew if I stopped to rest, I wouldn't want to continue. My legs definitely were seizing up as we turned the final corner and made the descent (40.23 km in 7hrs 19 - wish I knew the vertical cause that was the killer !). Special thanks to Henry and Carl who joined me on the last leg of the trip.

PS - found this little patch of graffiti as I jogged by some dilapidated buildings near Mouth Mill. It seemed so out of place in such a rural spot, and hard to imagine many folk would even find the place.

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