2 August 2017
After a day spent painting my living room ceiling while the rain teemed down outside I can’t say I was much looking forward to the RR10 at Itchen valley Country Park tonight. For one, I was tired. Painting ceilings is surprisingly hard work and this one looked as if it might still need another coat. On top of this I’d been struggling with a trapped nerve in my leg. Apparently this is due to my stupidly high arches, at least according to my GP it is. Who’d have thought having high arches could cause so much pain all of a sudden? There was a great temptation to stay at home, take some painkillers and go to bed, especially as it was still raining. Continue reading The rain continues at Itchen Valley
19 July 2017
Tonight’s RR10 adventure was at Janesmoor Pond in the New Forest, although there was some slight confusion, at least on my part because I thought it was across the road at Stoney Cross. Luckily Commando knew where we were going and we managed to pull into the correct car park alongside several other Spitfires who arrived at around the same time. The first job was erecting the tent and flag. This proved slightly more difficult than expected. Continue reading Janesmoor Pond, more ups than downs
16 July 2017
After a morning rubbing down the tangerine paintwork in our living room, turning myself into something resembling the tango monster in the process, it was a relief to get out of the house this afternoon. It was also something of a relief that the good weather held for the Itchen Spitfires Summer Social. An afternoon sitting on a wet blanket in Victoria Country Park wouldn’t have been too appealing. Continue reading A picnic in the park
12 July 2017
This month really does seem to be all about running. No sooner had we got the busy weekend of parkrun birthdays and 10k races over than it seemed we were off to yet another running event. This time it was the RR10 at Whiteley. There are pluses and minuses to this venue in my opinion. On the plus side is the Costa in the shopping centre by the car park. Tonight the lovely Tori and Teresa forced me to have one so I was happy walking along the narrow lane towards the start wth a coffee and in my hand. Continue reading Way too many photos at the Whiteley RR10
9 July 2017
This turned out to be a real running weekend. After the celebrations of Southampton parkrun’s fifth birthday came the last of the Itchen Spitfire Championship 10k races, the Wyvern 10k. Commando’s illness and that fact he’s in the same age category as speedy Gerry, meant he had little chance of winning anything but he was still running the race. From the outset it was clear it was going to be a hot one. Continue reading Sweltering in the sun at Wyvern
1 July 2017
This Saturday the Pretty Muddy Race For Life 5k was taking place on The Common so, once again, parkrun was cancelled. This time we decided to go to Moors Valley Country Park to check out the parkrun there. When the boys were young we used to take them there to enjoy all the colourful sculptures and climbing frames built from trees felled by the great storm of October 1987. When he first began running, Commando ran a 5k race there too. All in all I was pretty sure I’d find plenty to amuse me while he ran today. Continue reading More parkrun tourism and a Bigfoot sighting at Moors Valley
25 June 2017
Commando took the first of his drugs on Friday. Six little methotrexate tablets, two doxycycline and one hydroxychloroquine. He ran parkrun on Saturday although he felt slightly nauseous, probably from the methotrexate. Those running nearby may have wondered what all the rattling was. Today he took the first of the folic acid tablets, along with the daily doxy and hydroxy (we are even beginning to give them pet names). Tomorrow he is going back to work. The wisdom of running a 10k today was always questionable but he promised he would just pootle round. I didn’t believe him but he never listens to me anyway so all I could do was go along. Continue reading Rattling, and running the Lordshill 10k
11 June 2017
At Kiln Lane we left the towpath briefly to cross both the road and Brambridge Bridge. There was a second half lock here in the 1700’s, probably built to retain water levels for the Brambridge water mill. A little bridge crosses the site But you have to look very closely to see the remains of the lock. Today, with everything so overgrown and the runners hot on our heels there was no time for exploring the history of the canal. Continue reading Winchester to Woolston the tough miles
11 June 2017
So far there have been no proper walks this month. The most I’ve done is trot up and down to the village, walk around town or stand on the sidelines at the RR10. Today was going to be all about walking though. Some time ago John mentioned he was thinking about a Summer Spitfire Challenge, a run from Winchester to Woolston. The Itchen Navigation would make up the majority of the route and he knew I had walked it many times. He asked if I’d lead a walking group for those who were recovering from injury or felt fifteen miles or more was a run too far. When I agreed it seemed like an easy distance. Now, with my fitness compromised by laziness, I wasn’t so sure. Continue reading The Spitfire Summer Challenge, Winchester to Woolston
29 May 2017
Running has been off the menu since before Vancouver, apart from a few very short and abortive test runs. Medical advice is to move as much as possible as long as there is no pain and, as the steroid injection has worked a minor, if temporary, miracle, Commando is itching to get back to pounding the streets again.
“It’s Bank Holiday so the Spitfire’s session will be The Penny Game tonight,” he said while we were sitting in the shade sipping cool drinks. “I might go along to help out.”
“What’s The Penny Game?” I was puzzled.
“Why don’t you come along and find out. It’s on the back of Peartree Green and it’s good fun.”
Continue reading What exactly is The Penny Game?