Hornton 6, by Graham Bridges
As I told just about
anyone who would listen on the day, my preparation for this race was unusual to
say the least. I did the Oxford Parkrun in the morning (starting slowly before building
up speed towards the end), then went to London for a drinking session with some
old friends (started reasonably quickly before slowing right down), before arriving
back at Oxford Parkway some time after 5, ready to whisked up to the wilds of the
North Oxfordshire border country.
With all this behind
me, I wasn’t sure how the famously challenging hills around Hornton would feel.
The answer was ‘not too bad’, or no worse than usual, at least. There were a
decent number of ERRs there, but with Witney out in force we didn’t quite clean
up trophy-wise as we had in recent years. Well done to Robert and Jacky for
winning their categories, and to our men’s team of Robert, the Baker boys and,
er, me for finishing a notional 2nd men’s team, which was still handy
for Grand Prix points.
The trophy
presentations were quick and efficient which, whilst lacking the comic value of
last year, did mean we were in the pub in good time for our post-race meal,
organised by Tom. About 15 of us, runners and supporters alike, crowded into
the Dun Cow for some excellent food, and yes, more drinks. So maybe this regime
of race, beer, race, beer has something going for it.
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