Run of the Mill (Not!)

Whoever said 'running 10k is simply doing 5k twice' is probably really good at maths but also barking mad. Yet, we are very chuffed to say we did it! Dot in 1 hour and 16 minutes and me in an hour and 44 minutes. A special Thank You goes out to Greg; Mashi, Anu & Uncle Saby; Kali; Bricio; Ian; Mummy & Daddy and Ajith . We are very grateful for your love and generosity.

The venue for our race was the beautiful Dorney Lake which is a purpose-built rowing lake measuring exactly 5km, going around it once. Race day dawned bright, sun-drenched and cold - a typical autumn morning. Dot, bless his little trainers, was very disciplined before the race, training to schedule, come rain or shine. I, on the other hand, was typically excited to train one day, and horribly lackadaisical the next, as only I can be. There was no escaping the inevitability of the race, but when the day arrived we were both quite charged up and in bring-it-on mode which was a good place to start. 

The environs of the lake are spectacular and we arrived there early enough, Mother in tow, to find a good (or so we thought!) spot to park and get ourselves sorted before congregating at the main area. Numbers and messages were pinned, photos were clicked and we left Mamma to watch us and the bags, and went down to the stage where the group warm-up routine was being held. 

A (very very fit) lady from the Rosemary Conley Club made us groove to some Greased Lightning (if I remember clearly) to warm up. It was crowded but great fun, especially when you are asked to take two steps back only to end up on someone's lap!

Here's Dot going through his paces. Don't ask me where I was - I was taking the picture, silly!

They had us start in groups of those who expected to take 45 minutes or under to complete, and then rest. Needless to say, we stuck in the second group. From my experience of doing the Race for Life which is 5k, I knew these races could be fun or serious depending on what you made of them. So, while in the Race for Life there were the serious runners, there were also those who jogged or walked with costumes, babies, pushchairs, balloons, children, and all sorts of other paraphernalia. It simply meant, though I jog at a fairly steady slow pace, I was confident I would complete in a relatively reasonable time, and I did. 

Starting this race blew away all of that confidence, because everywhere I looked there were hardcore runners who blitzed away from me right at the start. The lake looked calm but the breeze blew cold and hard making me very grateful for the warm up. Armed with my bar of Bounty Dark and a random shuffle on the iPhone, I set out to take on Dorney Lake. I believe Dot had a bar of Twix and an endless loop of Nickelback on. Again, needless to say, I almost immediately lost sight of my now very quick husband. Above is Dot, smiling for mamma's camera while he comes around finishing his first circle around the lake - one more to go! And here I am, doing the same about twenty minutes later! I hobbled through the last two kilometres with very very sore knees from the pounding on the tarmac. Serves me right for not being good with my training! 


But I have to say, finishing was (and still is) the most magnificent feeling! Nothing compares. Here we are finishing and then with our medals.

Thank you for supporting us in spirit and also by donating to our cause. We couldn't have done it without you.

Of course, all the hurting was made worthwhile with a trip to the much vaunted (among South Indians) Saravanaa Bhavan in Hounslow.


South Indian vegetarian thaali rocks!