A run in East Grinstead

Saturday 16 February 2013 – East Grinstead

Last Saturday the running club I am a member of had another social run organised, this time in East Grinstead in West Sussex – almost directly south from me and an hour out of London on the train. Fourteen of us met at London Bridge station on another stunning clear English winter day and were soon on our way out of town.

There were a couple of guys on the train who have done and are training to do some serious multi-day off road ultra-marathons, one of the guys is training for the Marathon de Sables, a six day race in the Moroccan Sahara desert. The run is self supported so he was running today with ten kilograms of barbell in his pack. I struggled just running with half a kilo of water !

The first mile was through East Grinstead town, and Alan our guide pointed out CJ’s cafe where we were to meet after for refreshments. Soon enough we were at the trail head, the run was pretty straightforward – a there and back jog along an old railway line through some nice Sussex country side.

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This was a great run for me, an out and back meant I could run at the pace I wanted to and if I was dropped then I could just turn around and head back until I was picked up again. Which is sort of what happened 🙂

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I ran with the faster guys for the first couple of miles and then started to take a few photos of the old road bridges that crossed the path and soon got too far behind to catch up.

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This allowed me to run on my own for a while which I really enjoyed as I got to settle into a nice pace that suited me and I enjoyed just being able to run for a while. Yeah some of you know what I mean !

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At the hour mark I just turned round and headed back the way I came and picked up one of the stragglers heading back to the start. I ran with her all the way back to the cafe and to be honest I needed it. I was knackered, a two hour run after not doing anything more than fifty minutes for weeks was a big ask… I appreciated it when my companion wanted to take a couple of wee rests on the way back 🙂  Not sure what it was but my feet really did not enjoy running on the harder surface, give me mud !

It is hardly art, but someone has been using paint cans –  even out in the country.

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Back in East Grinstead town I stopped to take a few photos of some of the lovely old buildings, pity about the parked cars !

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After a very nicer lunch at CJ’s cafe we all caught the train back into town and a couple of us stopped for a couple of pints at the historic George pub in London Bridge.

It was a most enjoyable day.

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