All last week, the weather was gorgeous – a real Indian summer. Then Sunday arrived – and Husb had entered the Swansea 10k race, hoping to improve on last year’s time. The weather was ATROCIOUS! Pouring rain and ferocious winds didn’t put off thousands of runners, though. We went down early to see two of our great-nephews and a great niece run in the junior 1k races – bless them, they did really well and got soaked to the skin. Then Husb got stuck into the main race, while I waited around in the rain and gales, giving him moral support. I tried drawing but only managed one because my hands froze.
The race was won, as usual, by Kenyan runners. I wonder what they make of it, coming from a very hot country at high altitude to run in one of the wettest countries on the planet, just a few yards from the sea. Husb managed to shave 6 minutes off last year’s time, despite the awful weather. I scribbled the dog-walkers on the beach which runs alongside the race route. It gives some idea of the bleak, windswept conditions. Maybe next year I’ll manage the 5k? 😀
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Your last sentence conjured up an image of your running and sketching at the same time! 🙂
Unfortunately no – my knees can’t take the stress of running any more 😦
So it’s not that you can’t hold the pencil steady when you’re running then?
It’s rained for the past 48 hours here in Newcastle. The house has suffered from Parfum de Wet Dog.
Is there anywhere the Kenyans don’t win??
They win in our heat and humidity here, every year at the big Bridge Run.
They’re awesome to watch – flash by too quickly to scribble 🙂