We went to Woodend for the weekend, mainly to do Run the Rock. Long time readers may recall we did the 20 KM option in 2016. This year we took the 13.5 kilometre course. I probably trained more for the shorter distance and it was a delight of a run. The weather was cool, the wind was light and the crowd was very friendly. There were compliments from strangers (mainly about my shorts, from Abi and Joseph) and random chats while flyng down hills.
I run very differently now - I have a coach, I run with a power monitor from Stryd, and I went in to this race with a plan. What this meant, in effect, is that this is the first event where I was passing people on the downhills, and not many people were re-passing me. I stuck to the plan, felt good and nailed my predicated time.
Other than the run, we relaxed. We stayed in a very cute apartment: this is the only photo I took, because the bed was king sized and Leon and I are not big people and it was so much bigger than we needed. I did not take photos of the outdoor swing chair, the magpies that we heard singing each morning, the uncomfortably giant couch. Nope. Just the giant bed!
I didn't get as much knitting done as I expected - partly because I got the chart out of alignment at one point, and had to rip back. These things happen, and it was such a pleasure to breath the country air, read a good book, drink some local beer and just relax.
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