On Saturday morning at 7am I wondered what an earth I had let myself in for. It was cold outside and I was really tired from an extremely busy few weeks at school. Bed was definitely calling. It was not meant to be however, today was the first day of my running tour around the diocese.
When I dreamed up the idea before Christmas it seemed like a really good idea. I would drum up some publicity and get people talking as well as run some miles in new and exciting areas. I had to run the miles so why not make it more interesting?
Heading off up the A1 at 8.30 on a cold and pretty miserable morning it did not feel like a good idea!
However, I could not have been more wrong. I loved every single minute! We were heading for Yaxley and I was so honoured to be met the most lovely bunch of people, all of whom had got up to come and wave me off along the first leg of my journey.
The best bit however is that the lovely gentleman standing to my right had agreed to be my personal guide for the morning. We ran 10 miles through sleet and snow, chatting the whole time. He told me all about the local history, the clay pits, the brick works, the railways and the old factories that are no longer standing. We had one little detour where we had been chatting so much that we forgot to turn off the road but that was nothing compared to the disaster that it would have been had I been on my own.
I am afraid that he has set a president and I am now looking for guides for the rest of the runs that I am going to be doing……I will go at your pace (as long as it is slower and not faster than mine!) …..but I digress.
All along the route some of the people who are in the above photograph beeped their horns as they passed us, or even waited for us along the course waving and giving us encouragement as we passed. I could not have asked for any more.
Then, as we reached Farcet a lovely lady called Irene had opened her home for a coffee morning. It was so nice to go into a lovely warm home and have a cup of tea pressed into my hands. Heaven! I told the people there a bit about my challenge and why I was doing it, had a chat with different people and before I knew it I had to set off for home to prepare for my son’s birthday party. I was buzzing all day from it and am really looking forward to this Thursday when I am heading from Ely to Littleport. I shall definitely not be dreading it when I wake up, what ever the weather is doing.