Maroondah Fun Run

I did end up running the Maroondah Fun Run this morning, for a laugh. I could hardly not, given the course runs pretty much past my house.

Given my fitness is at embryonic levels at the moment, I wasn’t expecting much of a performance.

It started at 8:30, so I was there about 7:45 to get signed up and then stand around getting rained on. Fun. Tiger Boy was there, along with a couple of other people I talked to but didn’t pick up their names.

As is becoming traditional at fun runs this year, the course was considerably short. At least they owned up from the start; apparently the local OH&S types didn’t like the look of one section of the course and excised it. Bloody do-gooders! If runners want to career full-pelt down a cliff risking certain death, I say let us!

When we finally started (15 minutes late) the running on the first lap was fine, the second lap was run pretty much solo and a bit slower. I finished in about 30 minutes or so, but I don’t really know as they didn’t have a clock at the finish. They did take my number, so I assume at some stage they’ll say what position I came.

Including the run to and from the race, I probably ran about 10km today, and the race bit was at a pleasing pace. So, I’m feeling okay about things.

I’m off to Tasmania this afternoon for a piss-up conference. That should be fun.

The only things is, I just looked at the Hobart weather forecast. 12 degrees, showers falling as snow on the hills. Eek! Better remember to take a jumper.