You could say there were quite a few Father Christmases around today.
This was the scene shortly before the start of the Santa Fun Run… when I was starting to worry that I might actually make a right pig’s ear of it.
The thing about doing this sort of thing in my line of work is, there’s always a photographer handy.
And whichever one it is usually tries to be funny:
I’d decided just to run-walk the whole way, mainly to try and minimise how much my legs are going to hurt – and I wasn’t looking forward to it in the slightest.
But in the end, it was brilliant. The race is held to raise money, half for the Rotary Club and half for the runners’ chosen charities (I was proud to support the Special Care Babies’ Unit at the William Harvey hospital) and the whole thing makes for a great atmosphere. People were cheering all the way (I kept hearing “there’s Rudolph!” or “have I just been overtaken by a reindeer?!”)
The course was nice too, along the upper seafront (where I had to hold my antlers on because it was so windy), down to the lower seafront, along to the next village, then back up a mammoth hill, finishing along the upper seafront again. I found myself really enjoying not only the experience but the actual running, which is something I never thought I’d say!
The last 3/4 mile-ish was a long, gradual downward slope and my competitive nature got the better of me so I speeded up, managed to pass a few people – and put on a proper sprint to the end, finishing in 28 minutes.
I know I’ll never have time to do any proper running – and to be honest, I found doing it at home quite boring – but I loved doing the race… I’m already thinking about maybe doing a Race For Life next summer. Although ask me that on Tuesday, when my leg muscles are making their feelings known, and something tells me I’ll probably have changed my mind.
Plus, I don’t think I’d get to wear my home-made reindeer tail for that, would I!? 🙂