no map no compass

  • Posted by ade
  • 21 January 2011

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I went upto Aberystwyth this week to see Joe from Summit Cycles about the Dyfi Enduro. I was chatting to Jim about doing a lunchbreak run on the way home and he suggested the coastal path to Borth and a nice 8 miler. There and back.

It was real tough. Thigh bursting up's. Ankle busting downs. Slippy mud.

The path was void of people and once through the first few up's and downs the legs warmed and the pain dulled down.

I ran all the way upto the cliff top memorial then turned into forward motion stopping wind. 4 miles out, thirsty and at the bottom of a killer climb with a force 6 in my face.

The wind really blew. It stopped me in my tracks. I was 5% of the distance back on the longest steepest climb and my spirit faultered. No water and no chance of a taxi.

Peanut Clif bar. The sun shone. The trail turned down. The carbs filtered in quickly and the legs retuned.

I broke for home.

The water in the car tasted just perfect.