Plus Seven....

Well it's amazing how, in the space of a week, the temperature in Tonbridge has gone from minus to plus 7 degrees C. I bet those poor old crocus and daffodil bulbs don't know whether they're coming or going. Do they sprout now or do they wait a few weeks? Either way the green shoots are starting to appear everywhere and spring is just a little way off. Soon we'll all be gazing at the Castle grounds in full bloom, walking through bluebell woods and dreaming of lazy hazy summer days. In the meantime, back to reality. I'll be out pounding the streets and footpaths once again tomorrow for what will be my last training session before the Tunbridge Wells Half Marathon next Sunday. I'm really looking forward to it but also dreading it as it's only my second ever run of that distance and, quite frankly, I don't think my body was built to run such distances. In the Tonbridge Half Marathon last September my aim was simply to get around the course without stopping running. I like to think that I've improved quite a bit since then so my target this time is to get around the hilly course in around 2 hours and 15 minutes. Any better than that I would be delighted. 2 hours or less and I'll be skipping home with glee. And speaking of speed some time ago I accepted a very kind invitation from Sussex Police to attend one of their Speed Awareness courses which has come round all too quickly and is in fact early next week. So they'll be teaching me to slow down and my running training will be making me speed up! I'm not sure I'll be able to cope with all that!...