The wrong brother won.
The sibling rivalry re-match went ahead as planned. I was in Piccadilly for the London 10K while my brother, Fraser, was on Clapham Common for the Clapham 10K. To cut a long stary short, he won. By 4 minutes. He ran 47 minutes and I ran 51. I am so hacked off! So, so hacked off.
Beth and I made it to Piccadilly no problem. We dumped our bags and warmed up a little before heading to the start line. It was a cool day, unlike previous years when it had been super-hot. Everything seemed fine and we were cautiously optimistic.
Unfortuately the next two hours were less than ideal. The queue was horrendous! We ended up waiting for ages just reach the start line. During which time the weather turned hot. Very hot! Then the race started.
Well it wasn't a race for everyone!! Some of the 'runners' were out for a Sunday stroll, which wasn't good for any runners needing to get past. The amount of time added to my race from having to weave past these numbnuts I don't know, but I'm sure it didn't help my time. If these idiots are going to pay £30 for a stroll aound London they could at least get some manners and move to the side!
Monday, 20 July 2009
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