Back to the Spread Eagle on Wednesday for the quiz. We came joint third out of seven or eight teams, so very much mid-table, but it was a fun night out anyway.
I spent some time hacking my way through the vegetation that had overgrown the passage round the side of my house, to the extent that it’s now possible to walk round that way. This was mainly to see whether I could find any evidence of where the water pipe to the garage goes, but no luck on that front. Looks like I’ll have to get a professional in to sniff out the leak.
To Stowupland on Sunday for the Stowmarket half marathon. I think I’ve finally come out the other side of the cold that I’d been suffering with for a few weeks, but still wasn’t sure how well I was likely to go. The weather would have been perfect if it hadn’t been for the force four wind. We knew it was going to be behind us for most of the first half, then in our faces on the way back, which is also the hilliest bit, and sure enough it was very much a game of two halves. I set off with Holly and Maria, at a quicker pace than I’d intended, and spent the first ten miles or so wondering how long I was going to be able to keep up. Then somehow I managed to get a second wind at around mile ten, and it was Holly that dropped back first, then Maria (so much for youth and carbon shoes!). I ended up with a slightly quicker time than in 2024, which I see I described at the time as “OK but not great”. I’m two years older now though, and may have lowered my expectations a bit!
As is traditional, some of us stopped at the Willow Tree for lunch on the way home. It was my turn to drive, so I got to sample Guinness 0.0 for the first time. It does a pretty passable impression of normal Guinness, although I wouldn’t say that’s a massively high bar.
Once again it feels like more stuff must have happened, but that’s all I can think of.