Running race 35:24 [5] 5.0 mi (7:05 / mi)
Eastleague cross country. Alloa We had to go because J needed an excuse to skip a party. Safely skipped, he didn't run. Lightweight.
Anyhoo, after yesterday's joglette I felt obliged, and off we went on a forest-grump designed 3 lap course, round the field, then into a traffic jam on a bridge, and up the rooty track. Very busy, so just tried to mellow out and worry about running later. From the top it thinned out and the course was excellent: frosty, hilly and firm. Caught BaronMax at teh top of the hill, then locked onto the JamesJarvis/AlistairHindle HBT posse, as it hauled through the field. JJ took off near the top of the final climb, and Alastair had strung out too much of a lead. Dixie and Forest were up ahead somewhere.
Running warm up/down 30:00 [1] 2.0 mi (15:00 / mi)
Another lap, collecting tapes, and various faffage.
Stopped gobsmacked atop the descent. A row of autumn trees in the low winter sun, the Ochils behind stretching of to Dumyat, Wallace Monument and Gargunnock, and a clear blue sky. Doesn't get much better than that. And I never noticed it in the race - must have been trying!
Note
Something positive today, a good course for orienteers, and felt comfortable.
Alloa being the scene of Livi's greatest triumph, the 1pt victory in the East Districts, the 2pt defeat of the mercenary army (Racing Club), and the walking past Scott Cohen up the last hill. Even I was younger once. Happy days remembered. Dimmo, kitch, Rob, Ben, and Colin Meek.