David Currie

Holiday time must be over as numbers had returned to normal for tonight’s run despite the inclement weather. The run was a bit fragmented and there seemed to be a bit of confusion about exactly which two underpasses we were going through as a consequence of which I certainly ended up further west than the one I was intending to use. Thankfully everyone made it back though. Mike had put in a good word for us at the pub and consequently the speed of service was greatly improved!

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With September upon us the venue for Tuesday’s run moved to Rufus Stone and, as is tradition, we made the most of what light remains by doing the three cricket pitches run. I was grateful that Ian M led the run as, quite frankly, I have no idea where I’m going on this route. The Sir Walter Tyrell was thankfully serving beer on this occasion although it did take a prohibitevly long time to get served.

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Having taken a detour to avoid signed congestion on the M27, I arrived at Wilverley 5 minutes late for tonight’s run. Scanning the horizon revealed no likely looking group of runners. It was at this point that I realised I only recognised one of the cars in the car park. Hopeful that others may have been similarly delayed, I decided to wait a little longer. Thankfully I was proved right and got to do a slightly shorter run that usual with Darren and Alex. Ian had disappeared by the time we got back but we managed to get a swift half in at the pub before the others had to head off.

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Having successfully made it round on Tuesday night there was no excuse not to go to the last RR10 of the series at Hursley on Wednesday evening. I’d got soaked cycling home from work so was pleased that the sun was shining as we all drove back in. A friend had agreed to look after Emma and Duncan at the race so, for the first time in a long while, we both got to have a run. Neil was also out for the first time having joined Totton and had brought his family so Emma got to play with the girls. Unfortunately the weather took a turn for the worse and we all got a soaking. I nearly killed myself on the first lap trying to keep up with Claire Nichols as she moved up through the field but eventually gave up and settled in to a more steady battle with a Stubbington runner. Unfortunately he was ahead at the line but 18th was a respectable finish and I was a few seconds faster than this time last year. Christine also did well finishing 35th – not bad for her first and last race of the year.

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Having taken it easy for the past couple of weeks my calf was feeling well enough to venture out to Wilverley on Tuesday night. I’m happy to report that I made it round the run without feeling any pain in my calf which is great news. It may have something to do with the soft going (well, it was more like swimming at times). I wasn’t going to push my luck though and join Neil in running on to the pub at Bank. Instead, I felt a bit of a fool stood at the bar at the pub waiting to finish buying a round when only four people had turned up. It eventually transpired that Peat had managed to shut his car keys in the sill of the boot, locking it shut in the process. With assistance from others he’d eventually managed to open the boot from inside the car (one door was still open) and then retrieve the keys from the crevice they’d fallen down. They took sufficiently long that we’d eaten all the crisps by the time they arrived though!

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