The Christmas Jingle was followed by the club’s Tuesday night soiree but inclement weather reduced numbers and Harriers still needed the true meaning of the Christmas festival. I gainfully stepped into the breech and announced a ‘little bit on the side’. An extra social run to take in the wonderful Trinity Rise lights which are famous Somerset wide. After the 4 and bit miles, we retired for nightcaps at The Dunstan.

This was followed by a well attended 350+ Park Run where Jon Jacobs and my revival of Morecombe and Wise was sadly missed

Not to mention Catalogue Clive. Steve Dorrell looks impressed but what can I say. Zoolander.

Hanging onto Kelly Sheriff’s curd that she was too p*ssed to turn up to collect. We’ve all been there!

Saturday was inevitably followed by Sunday which was for most Harriers their last chance of Championship points, or point! It was the Burnham-on-Sea Sport and Swimming Academy’s Christmas Jingle 4 miler where most runners insisted on wearing bells which did absolutely nothing for my tinnitus! The club boasted 7 in the top 23 as well as first male vet 50 for Kev Clements and Sue Nicholls won her age category to. Every entered into the spirit of things apart from three I later saw in The Victoria at lunchtime with their medals but I’m over it now. Best of all was Mrs. Doubtfire.

Finally, I would like to wish everyone all the very best of what’s left of the festive season and New Year and hope you’ll join me for my New Year Resolutions.

Hmmmm, I’ve decided to compete with the mass of running bloggers out there not because I might add something new but it just might be therapeutic. Why Nebulus? And  ok, I spelt nebulous wrong. Well it seems to be the magic word and sums up my philosophy.

nebulous

adjective1.vague, confused, uncertain, obscure, unclear, ambiguous, indefinite, hazy, indeterminate, imprecise, indistinctthe nebulous concept of `spirit’2.obscure, vague, dim, murky, shadowy, cloudy, misty, hazy, amorphous, indeterminate, shapeless, indistinct, unformedWe glimpsed a nebulous figure through the mist.

I’ll never intend this blog to be a pure my running session plan, I never ever work that way. Spontaneity is the name of my game. Probably why I run slow but I haven’t always. I think running is so much more than 6 x 800 metres with 100 metres jog recovery. Running is a passion, stress reliever, a lifestyle, fun and laughter, a connection with nature, etc., etc., etc. 

Today’s run was a late head torch run in the dark as I was too lazy and busy to run in daylight. I wish I had had a head torch 20 years ago when I first ran as it may have saved me going mad running the same winter routes night after night after work. Then again, some of the routes I used to run were along roads filled with geriatric drivers who nearly knocked me over in clear daylight, which leads me to my latest race.

Last weekend I participated in the Weston Christmas Cracker 10k, an event I entered 16 years ago in a time of 38.20 and position 19. This year with that time I’d be 13! The first over 70 man ran 5 minutes faster than me and immediately thought, ‘when I’m 70 I want to die underneath a hooker with an empty bottle of bourbon and no money in my pockets’. It was very windy running up and down the beach and up to Uphill and back  but I felt wonderful whilst wearing a Santa hat and a Surfin Santa shirt. Hang 10.

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Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton