11 Apr – In The Pink

As a Red – that is a Liverpool fan I am a happy bunny this morning, after we summarily despatched Manchester City last night in the Champion’s League.

From being very happy Red to  being tickled pink, the lipstick colour used to give me some motivation to go out and face the world and run. In London, the colour is bright red – runner’s ruby. In Italy, as I forgot to bring my red lipstick here, my fuchsia pink is now known as pootler’s pink.

Having promised that I need to drink more water/soft drinks and get up earlier, I did just that. Slapped on a dash of pootler’s pink and was on my way.

Today was to be a short run of about 6km, cunningly worked out by Mr JCR last night on his Strava thing. Of course, best laid plans and all that, he hadn’t allowed for me developing stupid tart syndrome again. Yup, I never learn, when needing to de-clothe, just stop running, do what you need to and carry on. Nope, I decided against that course of action and in de-gloving whilst running, promptly lost one glove, which I didn’t discover until a little later.

I digress, I was in a good mood (thank you Mo Salah),  I passed through Mill Lane and despite the recent Watergate scandal, was still smiling when I entered Lovers’ Lane. My smile grew wider when who should I see but my favourite Italian cheerleaders Anouska and Albino .

Whether or not I am their favourite runner, who can say – actually I’m probably not, because Anouska said ‘Don’t stop, carry on running’. I stopped though and explained we’d just got back home, and she was asking how long we were staying for. I answered and we exchanged goodbyes and went on our way. What A&A don’t know is that last year when I started the C25K training programme, seeing them every other day acted like a commitment I had to meet. So I was really chuffed to see them for the first time this year. A proper runner’s welcome.

In my enthusiasm to show off the fact that I am considerably fitter than last year, I did set off rather too quickly and in my speedy Gonzales moment, decided to de-glove and that’s where the route planning went awry. I passed A&A again on their return leg, and decided I would detour via home to dump my running jacket and gloves as I was quite warm. Then I found I was a glove missing, so back again to the same places – Mill Lane where my smile faltered a bit at the water pumping station, up Lovers’ Lane – no glove to be seen, what’s that in Villa Bali’s grounds – no it’s a bird JCR, it’s just flown away.

Eventually I found the glove, needless to say it was more or less the furthest point away it could have been. That meant the route planning session was a waste of time.  So down to the slope of hope, incident free and to Laundry Lane, which again was mercifully free of traffic. At the 6km mark the lane starts to rise and reader, I confess, I walked about 20 paces to get my puff back. Will you forgive me that lapse? Or do I have to add an extra 20 paces onto my next run?

Anyway to the tune of some very tetchy beagles barking, I finished my run at just a shade over 7km.

Playlist

I Ran  – A Flock Of Seagulls

Joan Of Arc – OMD

Breaking Us In Two – Joe Jackson

Marvin Gaye – Phuth and Traynor

Oh Woman, Oh Man – London Grammar

Sex-O-Matic Venus Freak – Macy Gray

I Try – Ditto

Crazy In Love – Beyonce

Blue Monday – New Order

Mr Brightside – The Killers

World In Motion – New Order

This Girl – Kungs

The Jean Genie – David Bowie

Stats

Distance 7.16Km

Time 50:58

Average Pace 7:07 (mins/km)

Elevation Gain 64 metres

Alzheimer’s Challenge

Kms Done 619.92

Kms To Do 1398.08 (yes, under the 1400s, we’re getting there)

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