Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day

Lorie was in deep sleep at 6:15am and I calculated that if I’m back in bed at 9am, she’d be none the wiser.

Plodded down to CP to join the team in a crisp, smokey morning feeling both lethargic and sore. Ranks were a little thin with just Jeet, LJ, the Truscotts, Frenchman, Lambert and first time SOTB tourist Kiwi Mike and amongst the hardcore. As the pace wound up to 4:30s, I just knew all aspects of my body (feet, legs, stomach, lungs) were not quite right.

Loop 1 (10km) was tough work, made easier by good chat that focused on the heroic efforts yesterday at the Sydney:10. It didn’t get any easier and by a 5km loop 2 around the lake, the watch hit 20km and I said my goodbyes. Secretly, the stomach was playing up and I felt the pace was too much.

Exited the park, then traversed back via the CBD, Ian Thorpe Pool, then Blackwattle Bay for a nice change. By this stage, the enjoyment factor was largely over and I just wanted to be back in bed. By 9:15am, that’s where I was.

30km at 4:40s.

Below is the breakfast I conjured for the wife, daughter and visiting sister.

Herb omelette (extra fluffy), baked sweet potato chips, crispy bacon, avocado on artisan German carrot bread. 

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On good authority, the potato slices were nicely crunchy.

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Lorie and Trinity… they did not tip.

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Photo from yesterday at the Sydney:10. Very pleased when I can help a friend PB.

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