Training Log Archive: blairtrewinIn the 1 days ending Aug 13, 2015:
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| « | » |
| » now | ||||
| |||||||
| Th |
Thursday Aug 13, 2015 #
8 AM
Run 1:12:00 [3] 13.0 km (5:32 / km)
Final run of the trip - north from Oban, on my own this time. On a minor road up the coast for 3km or so, then picking up a bike track (recently built on what I think was previously a farm road) until it ran into the main drag - a sufficiently heavily trafficked thoroughfare that I didn't feel like running along it. Ended up doing a short loop around the waterfront at the end to get the distance up to where I wanted it. Nice place for a run but again not a particularly good run, with hills (mostly short and sharpish) again providing a struggle; I'm no longer coughing up stuff but still sneezing quite regularly.
We didn't have a massive amount of distance to cover today so could take our time; features included the "bridge over the Atlantic" (an elegant 18th-century stone bridge across a 20-metre gap between the mainland and an island), various prehistoric burial mounds and rock art, Loch Lomond, and an ancient church which proved of unexpected interest because it turned out to be (from the family and estate name) the ancestral seat of one of the Canberra region's pioneering families (one of whose descendants was a close friend of mine at school).
One thing I definitely won't miss is the traffic. There was probably an hour's worth of traffic jams on the road from Loch Lomond into Glasgow (we had plenty of time so were never worried about flights), for no obvious reason other than a surplus of vehicles, in the middle of a Thursday afternoon. I shudder to think what it's like at the end of a holiday weekend (Scottish readers may wish to enlighten us).
Now at the airport waiting for the long haul home (via Dubai). I intend to front for the Bendigo State Series event a few hours after landing; don't expect too much on the performance front.
We didn't have a massive amount of distance to cover today so could take our time; features included the "bridge over the Atlantic" (an elegant 18th-century stone bridge across a 20-metre gap between the mainland and an island), various prehistoric burial mounds and rock art, Loch Lomond, and an ancient church which proved of unexpected interest because it turned out to be (from the family and estate name) the ancestral seat of one of the Canberra region's pioneering families (one of whose descendants was a close friend of mine at school).
One thing I definitely won't miss is the traffic. There was probably an hour's worth of traffic jams on the road from Loch Lomond into Glasgow (we had plenty of time so were never worried about flights), for no obvious reason other than a surplus of vehicles, in the middle of a Thursday afternoon. I shudder to think what it's like at the end of a holiday weekend (Scottish readers may wish to enlighten us).
Now at the airport waiting for the long haul home (via Dubai). I intend to front for the Bendigo State Series event a few hours after landing; don't expect too much on the performance front.