Running at night or running in the heat of the day? As always come and share your weekend’s exploits below the line
Standing at the start line of a race when you have absolutely no idea what’s going on, what anyone is saying (except that it’s clearly very exciting) is somewhat disorientating. Add in that it’s pitch dark, 8pm and somewhere on the shores of a massive lake in Japan and I vaguely wondered if I was dreaming. After about a mile of the race, we made a right turn and looking back, at a winding stream of headlights blinking across a narrow path between fields, to the sound of the loudest insects I’ve ever heard and I was almost sure I was.
This was the Japan leg of the Wings for Life World Run, a race I somehow managed to win in the UK last year. Given the incredible distances reached by the Japanese winners - and others across the world - before they were “caught” by the catcher car, I wouldn’t have stood a chance this year, so I just decided to get to about 15 miles, easy pace, then jog. In fact, it turns out that 10 miles of walking around stunning Kyoto earlier in the day makes even easy pace seem hard very early on, and with the humidity I was struggling by 10 miles. I got to 15 and stopped, waiting for the car and enjoying the sight of those bob of headlights streaming towards me. You might see more by day but nighttime running like this is an incredible experience.
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