failure is the key word

i took out the frustrations of failing my driving test for the stupidest, harshest most minute of reasons on monday out on my running last night, that was after destroying my mobile phone when i got home, so those of you that have my number please promptly delete it the watch this space for a new one. not that i have much intention of getting one some time soon, but at some point i will have to. the reason why i failed was positioning-being to close to the white line (but never actually crossing it unless there was an obstruction). i have no recollection of doing it but there you go, theres no point in arguing because firstly they wont change their mind and secondly, you might get the same examiner for a subsequent test and henceforth the chances of you failing again instantly multiply.

enough of that. i'l just have to put in for my test again some time soon. in the mean timei have things to look forward to on the running scene, like my vo2 max test in 13 days time, and err not much else because soon after its going to be december and we'll be snowed under with xmas work and the ongoin backlog from the strike action. they're still having to rent out extra warehouses in some parts of the country.

last nights session was at coombe dingle with a session where the initila part wa divided in to 5 sections of 4 minutes, the first being a straight 4 minutes, the 2nd and 3rd being four miuntes with a 30 second increase in pace somewhere in the middle, the 4th two sets of two minutes with a short 30 second recovery, and finally 4 times one minute again with a short recovery. the final part of the session wastwo laps of the field for the middle distance people and three laps for the endurance people, me being officially somewhere in between, until i get some sort of scientifically based indicator ie when i do the vo2 max/lactate threshold test which will give me the best indication yet of what i am capable of.

i was holding my own against some of the faster runners last night quite well and i do some times think that if i trained properly for cross country, rather than running on the road all the time, then i might do quite well at it. but cross country is all about positions in races and times are not really given any respect like they are on the road or the track, which is where my heart lies, much as i enjoy the mud and the wind and rain.

with no club events coming up apart from a long course cross country race on sunday at bath, which i shan't be doing, it is time to flick through the running magazines and see what i can find on the roads as i feel in need of a racing fix, and apart from the usual weston prom 5 milers and the bridge inn 5k's theres not much going on, unless who happen to be able to drive, which i can't because of an incompetent examiner. no, better stop that before i go on one of my rants. unfortunately most races are on a sunday morning in rural communities where there isn't a train station within 15 or 20 miles in some cases, no over exaggeration. so i guess at the moment its just a case of keeping my eyes peeled for some thing just on the off chance, like for instance a cancellation at a driving test centre. or maybe even a race.