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A mixed weekend.

Posted in Running, weekends with tags , on 02/06/2008 by bimbo78

I’ve had a lovely weekend, let me tell you about it.

On Friday evening Bob and I went and picked up Dev and KP and off we went to the Courtyard in Hereford to see Hattie Haydridge and Norman Lovett doing stand-up. This was part of the 20th anniversary of Red Dwarf first being aired. I don’t think I have ever mentioned it before but I’m a bit of a fan of the old Dwarf. I’m not a die hard Dwarfer or anything but I have watched them rather a lot. It first started accidentally. I was watching TV in my room when I was little and I remember the announcer on BBC1 saying what was about to be on BBC2 and talking about a cat and a space ship. Being about 9 I found this intriguing and so put on BBC2, it happened to be the first ever show. I was hooked.

So we got to Courtyard and went and sat in the theatre. I was shocked to find only about 40 people there. It hadn’t been very well advertised but this was a little sad. On came Hattie Haydridge, her style took a little getting used to, (long awkward pauses) but I really liked her, especially the joke about the cardboard internet. Then Norman Lovett came on, he amuses me greatly. He seemed to be able to make people laugh using some plastic bags and a pair of socks. Just genius. There was however one irritation, it was the die hard dwarfer sat behind me, every little reference to RD and the guy was saying to no one in particular in a loud whisper which series and which episode. I resisted the urge to turn around and say F**KING SHUT UP! I’m a dwarfer but I know it is a little sad to show you know that much detail about a show, that you have devoted your life to it. That’s what puts me off going to one of the conventions, coz it would be full of freaking tw*ts like him. There was then a little question and answer session in which we learned there will be no RD film as the American money has gone. We also found out that Norman Lovett doesn’t watch RD unless he’s in it. I find that quite sad as it means he won’t have seen my favourite episode, Polymorph in RD3. They hung around afterwards to sign stuff. I think I was more star struck meeting the Holly’s than I was the Young Knives. Anyway, a good time was had by all, I think.

On Saturday Bob got up at stupid o’clock as he couldn’t sleep. I rolled out of bed at about 9 and decided I wanted to go for a walk. So we drove into Wales and wandered up the Sugar Loaf near Abergavenny. We walked up the very quiet side of the hill. There were some stunning views of the Skirrid and looking down towards Llanthony and Lanvihangel Crucorny. It was odd we saw about 2 other people whilst walking up but we could see the outline of loads of people up at the top. Well after we got to the peak we discovered the busy route up from Abergavenny direction. So we didn’t linger very long on the peak, we wandered back down amongst the sheep and the Skylarks. We drove back via the butcher in Bromyard to buy some bangers and had a nice little BBQ. I had a glass of vino but not too much.

Bob on a rock

Jax on a Rock

Next day Bob went to work and I intended doing the Warndon Village 10 km, which I believed started at 11am. I didn’t get up until 10 so that put pay to that, well until I was perusing my copy of Runners World whilst I ate my breakfast and discovered it didn’t start until 2pm. Excellent. It was also the Race for life in Worcester that day so it was really busy. I wandered down to the bus station discover that the Council had diverted all of the buses and closed the bus station. Thanks, if there had been some sort of warning I would have ridden by bike. I got a taxi up to Warndon, which cost me £8. I went and entered the race then sat there like a Billy no mates waiting for the start. This was my first proper competitive race so I was a little nervous but once we were off I was fine. The route was around the cycle paths and back lanes of Warndon Villages, which is actually quite scenic. The laps were 5km long and there was a 5, 10 and 15 km race so 1, 2 or 3 laps of the route. I found my pace and plodded along with some guys running the same pace as me. They unfortunately were only doing 5km so after one lap they disappeared. I ran on my own for a bit then, then two chaps over took me then stayed just in front of me for a while so I paced along with them. Then for some reason they both stopped and started walking so I was alone again and apart from overtaking a few people on a hill towards the end that was it. I sprinted towards the line with loads of people cheering encouragement and finished in 55.24. That’s less than 9 minute miles so I am very pleased. About 2 minutes after I finished the first 15 km racer finished, that’s just a silly time, stop it!

I hung around for a bit to see the presentations. The winning “lady” in the 5km was also the winning child. A 13 year old who did it in 20:47. Oh my God, she is a name to watch in the future, just a shame I don’t remember what her name was. The winning guy in the 5km broke the track record at under 17 minutes. That’s stupid too. I didn’t stay for the 10 km results, (well I wasn’t going to have won now was I?!) I went to the bus stop to discover a bus had just gone and there wasn’t another one for an hour. Great. I walked to the Hospital to see if they were more frequent from there. They weren’t so I walked the 4 miles home. Just what I needed. Given that by the time I got into Worcester the shops were shut I couldn’t go food shopping so there was no food in the house. When Bob got back from work I suggested we went out. So we nipped into town to Saffrons and had a lovely dinner.