ALAN the coach came up with one of his bright ideas to follow the speed session.
After 10 relay laps of Darren's field, dodging dog walkers and trying not to put our feet in the rabbit holes, the sting in the tail was a dip in the sea.
Most of us went for it, and after the water levels had passed the point of greatest gentlemanly distress it wasn't too bad.
If you look closely at the picture, I am at the point of greatest gentlemanly distress; Elmer is not standing in a trench (that's actually his height); Keith who went in first and has had enough is coming out again and the Caerphilly Kid is running about like a buffoon with his arms in the air. Nothing new there, then.
Nanna is in there somewhere, too, on the far left I think.
They say ice water is the best thing for the calves and hamstrings after a run anyway, and as ice baths go, this one has some decent scenery going for it.
Marina took the pictures on my phone. She said being the photographer was her excuse for not going in the water. Feeble...
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