I could stay for the whole meeting as Clark is still not 100% after his chicken pox and was being a very grumpy boy. So I dropped things off with Rachael to hand out and I returned home to help Sarah-Jane with the boys and bed times.
I have also been for a couple runs on the route to refresh my brain on where signs and Marshals will go. I ran a variation of the route which ended up being 8km but still a good run. Before I set off I picked up a few flyers and put them in my back pocket in my shorts, as I tend to see other runners as I go and it would be another way to spread the word on the Shepley 10k. I was only 1km in to my run when I saw a guy running towards me on the other side of the road, so I crossed over and like a crazy person thrusted a flyer in his face and mumbled SHEPLEY 10K. I did this whilst still running but I did get a quick reply of 'oh ok' and we carried on our routes. After about 3.5k I saw another guy but by the time I could get a flyer out he was gone, our routes crossed briefly he was trail running along public footpaths and me on my roads. He was flying at quite a pace almost like someone was chasing him. After that it was all uphill and I was so focused on my breathing and keeping my knee going and not hurting I think a bull could have ballet danced passed me and I wouldn't have noticed. By the time I reach the top of the hills I was at 6km and I was pretty pleased with myself as I had kept a good pace up the hills. As I reached Penistone rd and the crossroads pub I could see at the top of the hill another runner, and I thought to myself 'can I catch him?' I picked up my pace a bit to see if I could close the 200m gap. By the time he reached the top of Marsh Lane I had closed the gap by about 50m but I knew I had to up my speed a bit more in case he turned off on to a road I wasn't going on myself. As the gap was now 100m I started to realise how tired I was getting at this pace, plus it occurred to me that the flyers in my pocket could be getting a bit sweaty. So as the gap shortened to 50m I took a flyer out of my pocket and held it out blowing in the wind to dry it off in case it was a bit sweaty, whilst still keeping up the pace. As I caught up to him I saw he had earphones in like me so I said to him CAN I GIVE YOU THIS, WHAT IS IT? SHEPLEY 10K! OH, WHEN IS IT? JULY 6TH, WHAT? JULY 6TH! MIGHT FIT IN! HOPE SO! I now had to keep at my fast pace to make it look like that was my natural pace and not the pace I used to catch up with him like a stalker. I wasn't until I was about 100m past him that I slowed a bit, as I felt I was a significant distance from him that he wouldn't notice. Luckily I had to cross the road too so I looked for traffic slowed down and carried on at my usual pace until I reached 8km and neared home. I walked the last 100m home and it was only then that I felt benefits of my added pace, I felt strangely stronger and happier and like I had given myself a proper workout.