Thirty-One Seconds

It's very tempting to stay in bed but we are strong and get up and head to Ratby Woodlands for the orienteering. I reckon that orienteering will be less painful than taking Doggo round the park with his football. I fancy doing the Long-O that they have put on but at 15km it's a touch too far after yesterdays exertions and I'm sure it'll be a tricky course.

Doggo and I do our usual Blue. It goes well but Doggo keeps seeming to pick up L's scent and is itching to go find her. I manage to keep him with me most of the time but then suddenly the pillock is gone. Luckily she must be quiet close because he returns quite quickly which makes a change. We finish 23rd out 43. Not bad.

L however, out does us. She does a Red and although there's only ten in it, she comes third but more to the point she's only 31 seconds off winning it. She'd have been unliveable with had she won it. We celebrate in the usual way with coffee and yet more cake.

We check the map for the 15Km and it doesn't look too hard. Next time.

Reward time! We delay the hot bath because Daughter is going out to a party. Unfortunately she's only going to be out for less than a couple of hours and by the time we emerge from the bath our deadline is down to 40 minutes. We’re both too weary for too much athleticism but a Daughter free afternoon is so rare that we have to commerate it with a shag.

For tea, L does terrific brisket with beer, shallots, garlic, and carrots. Served with cheese/Dijon mustard on bread, mash, and green beans. A fantastic feast. We have a glass of white with it.

We watch the final Wainwright Walk which takes an incredibly long route up Scafell Pike. Julia Bradbury takes nearly ten hours to get to the top, she starts at 8am and reaches the summit around 6pm as the sun is setting. Yes it's a good walk BUT how did she get down.



Did she walk back to her car? Another 10 hours or so, meaning she was driving home at 4am! Or did she go the quick way down to the Wasdale Head and get slaughtered on the real ale? That’s probably only an hour or more down but even that would finish in the dark. Or did she, together with her film crew, get helicoptered off? We have a right to know, and where's the disclaimer, saying don't try this at home. They'll be parties of school kids trying this themselves and calling mountain rescue out.

Great weekend. Two good runs. Three great sex sessions. A good night on the ale and an reasonable meal out.

23 units for the week.