Friday morning and I’d arranged to meet Paul at Bella at 6:30am then run 6 miles around a route we’d done once before together.
The last time I attempted the route I ended up double backing on myself, so I was keen to let Paul show me the way again.
I got to Bella just before 6:30 and there was no sign of Paul. I hung around inside for about 5 minutes, then went out to my car to check my phone. No message from him. I decided I’d hang around until 6:40 then head off.
Poor soul must have slept in!! :-O I didn’t mind that he hadn’t turned up, just hoped it was ok I went off without him. (It was – he text at 6:56 saying he’d just woken. He was maybe better off in his bed than out there anyway!)
Lucky for him. As it was bloody cold out. 0-1’C, with cold rain to make me feel really special at that time in the morning. It was, of course, dark, and for the first time this Winter it was a little icy underfoot. 😦
So I decided I’d take this, my second run of the week, nice and gingerly and try and get around the 6 mile route we’d been on earlier in the year: Along Paisley Road West, left past Ross Hall, somewhere else, then somewhere else and up somwhere else, until I got back to Bella. (?) It’s not looking good is it?… 😛
It started raining as I left Bella, and as I ran up Paisley Road West the rain was pelting down. I was watching my feet and being careful not to slip, and as a result went a little slower than I normally would have. Up to the second mile, it was pouring. Cold, wet, rain.
It kind of felt good, until the rain stopped. And I was left drenched, with cold wet clothes on, running through the dark streets of the Southside/Pollok.
As I was running I was already feeling sorry for anyone who’s signed up for the Marcothon and are on their 2nd day of (31 days) running at least 25 minutes/3 miles. I hope the weather is kind to them and they manage the challenge.
Past Ross Hall, then came a set of traffic lights which I was pretty sure I should go right at (down Crookston Road), but I couldn’t decide. I didn’t want to take a wrong turn at this time of the morning. I stopped and asked a taxi driver that was sitting waiting, and he told me how to get back to Bellahouston, but it wasn’t the way I wanted (the long way).
So at 2.5 miles in, I decided (perhaps wisely?) to turn around and head back the way I came. I ran back on the opposite side of Paisley Road West (as if that would change the scenery!!?) and took a right down Mosspark Drive to where it goes to the College. Up Corkerhill Road towards Bella, and finished 5.6 miles. (See the yellow line where I should have gone… ahem.)
I’d said earlier in the week that my foot was sore when I ran, so I wasn’t going to run later this week. But it felt a bit better and although it wasn’t back to normal, it did seem to kind of ease off as I ran with no major niggles. It just felt like something was pressing down on the top of my foot – which I can live with. One to keep an eye on.
I guess this is a new route for the week then… or maybe a … I got lost again and didn’t know the way so turned back route?? 🙂 I think if I attempt that route on my own again, I’ll drive it beforehand to make sure I know it! I’ll blame it on Paul for sleeping in!! 😉
Tomorrow we are meant to be going to do a long walk from Inverarnan (Drovers Inn) to Bridge of Orchy – fingers crossed the weather is ok. But looking at it – it doesn’t look too clever. :-O