May 2007 - It All Starts Here
A hot, sweaty return to the JSJ Sunday club.
Battle of Britain skies, a warm, gentle easterly to ruffle the feathers, millpond sea and lush, springy cliff top turf. My recent indulgences seeped into my Two Oceans shirt as I worked a little too hard to keep up in the early miles. Stevio and Oirish Moike set the pace, Moyleman ironing out a calf strain giving me some company. Kate, who appears to consist almost entirely of legs, bounded gazelle-like alongside, cheerily regailing us with an account of her 3:35 FLM. I felt a tad out of my depth but plodded gamely on, sucking eagerly on my water bottle.
Atop Telcombe Tye Moyleman reached an impass with his errant calf so I administered some (very) amateur massage, doing little more that attempting to grind his exceedingly tight lower leg into hamburger. Incredibly this appeared to help, the Moyle launching into a rapid descent towards Saltdean and the treacherous farmers' hill as we completed the Famous Residences in around two hours.
Relief was taken in Mac's cafe where we bumped into Barry (Reykjavik last year, Rome last month). It came as no surprise to hear that like London, Paris and Cape Town Rome was a scorcher, around 28 degrees.
No great shakes then, but a return of sorts.
Eleven warm hilly miles banked, an afternoon on the sofa in prospect.
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph
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