Break Your Limits

Whilst some of the crew were out running the Wally Cairns XC I decided to join the Haddleton clan down in Margaret River for the annual school holiday pilgrimage . No, I didn’t want to learn the ins/outs of child rearing or wish to offer my baby-sitting duties, but take some time out for a little training and try and kick start the next program for the CIty to Surf Marathon.

With the training, came a little R&R and a woodstoked fire, both of which were enjoyed with a glass of red in front of a TV watching the Tour. What more could a man ask for! Managed to acheive a couple of good runs whilst away with one that included a spectacular loss of direction (the Mararet River ‘river’ should have a name change). The long and short of it, I thought I was headed back to town, but the gang found me running towards the sea. Still don’t know how this happened.

The other run included a hailstorm which unbeknown to me, can sting right to the core! Having run in all kinds of conditions, this would have been up there, with both the wind and hail… Headed towards the main break in Margaret River, I could see it approaching and it was truly spectacular to watch and then feel it!  Geez, I can definitely choose the weekends.

Needless to say, mission accomplished, some hard training completed and furthermore I even saw Paul out training as well. Yes, this does occur sometimes.

All in all, a quick 48 hour holiday, but a great weekend had with great friends!