14th October The run that wasn't

Today, on what turned out to be a gloriously crisp autumn day, I should have been running in the Ladybower trail half marathon, a 13 mile jolly up and down the slopes surruunding the Ladybower Reservior, nestled in the heart of the  Hope Valley.  As it turns out I didn't even get to the start line. 

Avid readers will remember my personal slowest time at the Curbar Commotion last week, an effort that was followed 24 hours later by a left calf that felt as if it had been kicked by a horse. 

So putting my former physio hat back on it has been a race to get fit enough to compete a run that would have been 3 miles longer and considerably more undulating than the Commotion last weekend.

And despite a tentative 5 mile head torch run with the Ravenshead Possie in Thieves Wood on Wednesday night to assess my chances, in the end my head ruled my heart and I pulled out of the event, feeling its better to miss one event than to be laid low with a longer term injury for the rest of the year. 

Unfortunatly the replacement 'oh let's go and do the open top bus trip' around Chatsworth and surrounding area didn't materilise either. I can only assume TOM is still too excited about the thought of going crusing to have remembered

The organisers, whilst not able to refund my entry fee as I was not 'injured' two weeks before the race deadline, have offered a 40% off any of their other races, which helped soften the blow.

Thee's nothing on my running list now until the brutal Baslow Bolt at the end of November so fingers crossed all will be okay by then, even if in reality another personal slowest time might well be the order of the day.

 

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