Everyone was in bed and being the spontaneous running opportunist that I am I decided to get a quick 20 clicks in the bag. it was 20:30 and there was still a slight shade of daylight refracting over the the Jura Mountains. Off I went, convinced that I would run 20 when all the while reminding myself that I could cut it short whenever I wanted to. After running past the soccer field full of evening action the usual route took me to more solitary places. The forest was dark and deep and at some point all I could see were the bats flying along with me. Around the 10km mark I experimented with eating Pollenta to see how my body reacts, having forgot that I put Gruyere in it a few days ago my taste buds were giving mixed signals, somewhere between "this is disgusting" and " Ya its Gruyere, you put it in there don't you remember, you love Gruyere" I love Gruyere, so three seperate times I splashed my face with the gook and cleaned up with a standard sholder swipe.
Not far after my Gruyere experience I saw a beautiful near full moon rising over the Alps accompanying me for the rest of the run. By the last km's I was starting to observe my shadow and remarking the loss of stars in the night sky since the moon came out and stole the show. The heart was doing so well that I decided to pick it up a bit for the last 5km's and did them with an average 4:45/km, the 19 km took 1hour 45. I came in and lied down on the sofa thinking the flood of endorphins would keep me up another 2 hours, but before I had another thought I was out.
You make those 19 clicks sound so easy; it must be the thin air at Swiss altitudes. KJP flies faster also at higher levels, where air density becomes less.
RépondreSupprimerBut then again it might have been just the gruyère, or the mais, or the combination….