Long weekend...

I had a nice weekend, even if I did spend some of saturday confirming that I'm the worst diver in history. I spent a while beached in the shallows splashing pathetically cos I'm not strong enough to stand unaided with all the bloody lead I have to wear. I make sure to keep my reg handy in case I fall face down. Otherwise I'd be like on of those tragic souls that drowns in a bowl of soup.

It was worth the effort, we saw some interesting moss. I think it was red, but Andy swears it was green. Who needs the Carribean?

I had a dress fitting too. My dress looks nice, apart from the lumpy body bits that get extruded from it. It's quite understated, and it looked even more so compared to the bridezilla who was having her fitting next to me. I've never seen such a blingy dress before, it was covered in rhinestones. I think having the sleeves attached to the middle finger like madonna circa 1984 was a nice touch. I'm such a bitch- she was probably looking at my dress thinking 'how plain and boring.'

Monday was the bolderboulder 10k, and I actually enjoyed it this year. I pushed myself hard, but not so hard I wanted to puke from 4k onwards. I was 4 mins slower than last year, but with a 6 month lay off from training I'm more than happy with that. Andy did really well and was 2 mins faster than last year, but I think I enjoyed the entertainments more. There were all sorts of bands and crazy people out there supporting us. There were over 50,000 runners this year, yet the organisation is exceptional- by far the best of any of the mass participation races I've done r watched on the telly.

The course isn't too bad, it's uphill at first. After 3 miles, the course takes a turn downhill as did the quality of the belly dancers. Gone were the nubile young woman and in there place some gyrating grannies. It was eye punishment. Serious.