One of my biggest learning experiences from the world champ's in Feb, was the complete lack (i.e. non existent) appreciation of the race environment.
Thankfully, this can be addressed.
So, for the past 5 weeks, Di Gilbert Mountaineering has become Di Gilbert (is in) Training.
The first test is looming fast and although not overly stressed about the distance, one is mildly stressed about running with other folk.
So today, I went for a training run in Queenie's estate.
Now, a garron is a pony which takes the deer off the hill during the stalking season.
In my experience, they tend to be humble beasts, often caked in dubs [mud], living a quiet life.
Then enter Queenie's garrons.
Certainly not humble, obviously cleaned with boot polish and lots of elbow grease and prancing around as if they owned the place. If you looked hard enough, you would have probably seen a crown...
So, today, I obviously met the Queenie's and Kingy's of the Garron world.
