An outing from my local - The Dog & Pheasant
Having been away on holiday and not running at all during that time, I was a little bit worried about my fitness levels for this evening hash. I have been letting my fitness get away from me a bit and it means I am finding it difficult to get going. I was determined though not to let another day slip by without getting out for a run.
Well the rainclouds looked to be gathering to me as we waited outside The Dog & Pheasant in East Mersea |
Watches set and we're off a very unruly bunch running up the road - woe betide anyone thinking about driving through us! |
Know what that means? Well you are a better hasher than I am Gunga Din, as Kipling nearly says. |
Through the fields of spinach |
And past the old village green (blink and you miss it!) |
Yes well, interesting choice of sweets at the sweetie break. |
Would there be time for a game I wondered? |
Another surface change coming up - the seawall before the beach |
And down onto the beach - tough going but lovely and soft underfoot (this route is part of my regular home run - best enjoyed with a headwind in the midst of winter) |
I see no ships, I'm too busy running |
Famous last words! Obviously doesn't apply to hashers as you will see later! |
The 'cliffs' at East Mersea - wonderful for the archaeologists amongst us |
Red sails in the sunset |
You have got to be kidding - mad as hatters and so wrong! |
They clearly have not heard about erosion and the dangers of cliff fall |
I stare out to sea so as not to notice what is going on |
They were no sooner up than they were back down again heading towards the beach |
More beach running but at least it works up a thirst |
Some have 'smell the beer' homing senses |
It was a five mile hash on a lovely warm evening with plenty of danger and difficult surfaces. So who's up for another run next week?
Overheard:
Warning!! The following video is not suitable for children or non-hashers!!
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