The third running of the Mansfield 10k turns out to be a decent
little event, once we’ve managed to park somewhere as the town has pretty much
shut down for the race.
The course is a twisty route with a few includes around the
town centre and surrounding streets with the start and finish in the Market
Place offering excellent viewing potential for my reluctant supporter.
There’s a 5k as well as a 10k which presents some excellent cheating
potential for any dishonest 10k runners. Not me, obviously.
My time is a steady and unspectacular 45:51. Not great but its
all about building fitness and remaining uninjured at the moment. It’s four
weeks to marathon day.
Afterwards L tries to get a swim but finds out the pool
sessions at John Carroll no longer exist. Why am I not surprised.
In the evening we meet Daughter in the Lincolnshire Poacher, briefly, before
she heads off for a date with Cormoran Strike. We stay there all night.
(Sunday 17th September)
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