<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:53:47.103Z</updated><category term='lake district'/><category term='Haweswater'/><category term='Grizedale'/><category term='Anniversary Waltz.'/><category term='walk'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Helvelyn fell race'/><category term='cross-country'/><category term='Fell running'/><category term='Causey Pike'/><title type='text'>In A Previous Life</title><subtitle type='html'>It's about the journey not the destination</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-3358911268382652670</id><published>2009-07-21T02:04:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:29:23.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blimey, didn't realise I'd been away so long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SmXFQWjvw0I/AAAAAAAAADk/BghgyVi6oB8/s1600-h/OsborneHouse+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360907816178533186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SmXFQWjvw0I/AAAAAAAAADk/BghgyVi6oB8/s320/OsborneHouse+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well June's been &amp;amp; gone and the three wise monkeys (see previous photo) have long returned from their sojourn to the south coast. A jolly time was had by all with some interesting places visited, lovely weather, catching up with rellies and copious food &amp;amp; drink. I managed not to have a nervous breakdown or fall out with the pensioners which is always a bonus when you're on holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly arrived back home in time to take part in the gruelling 24k Garburn Trail which was promptly reduced to 16k because of the imminent arrival of snow, in June, really. It turned out not to be the disaster it first appeared and was still quite a good tester.&lt;br /&gt;A chance conversation then led to an entry in a LDWA event, The Three Rings of Shap, which I can thoroughly recommend. One ring was enough for me being 18miles long, but cake &amp;amp; pizza at the halfway stage and rhubarb crumble with custard at the end, this is the sort of event for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SmXG8nBnz9I/AAAAAAAAADs/NDT7DsUyUro/s1600-h/Great+Mell+Fell+0609+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360909676024680402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SmXG8nBnz9I/AAAAAAAAADs/NDT7DsUyUro/s320/Great+Mell+Fell+0609+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little dog on Great Mell Fell, yes, she's still going strong &amp;amp; looking cute as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the Langstrath race, a new for me. Only 4.5 miles but run in the heat of a late June evening &amp;amp; what a heat it was, I don't remember sweating that much for a very long time. Maybe it was the high speed trip from work to get there in time or maybe just not quite fit enough, I wonder which one? It was a tough little race but one to look forward to next year, especially now that I know the route!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between times, there's been a lot of running going on in anticipation of the Old Crown Round on the 25th July, 22 miles 8000' of ascent, it's going to be a grueller. Hopefully there will be a squad of us from Eden Runners to egg each other on and of course there is the beer to look forward to at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have a new girlfriend, so life's sweet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-3358911268382652670?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3358911268382652670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=3358911268382652670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/3358911268382652670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/3358911268382652670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoops.html' title='Blimey, didn&apos;t realise I&apos;d been away so long!'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SmXFQWjvw0I/AAAAAAAAADk/BghgyVi6oB8/s72-c/OsborneHouse+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-4740611923420474673</id><published>2009-05-30T20:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:05:14.395+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It'll be me one day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SiGRBhsXpyI/AAAAAAAAADc/O8dSHJxtdws/s1600-h/Mottisfont+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341710088448485154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SiGRBhsXpyI/AAAAAAAAADc/O8dSHJxtdws/s320/Mottisfont+(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last the nightshifts are over &amp;amp; the hard work begins in earnest. This week, (as they say), I am mainly repeating everything twice, talking louder than normal &amp;amp; walking at half speed, eating my meals at odd times of the day &amp;amp; practising the art of budhism to have patience beyond measure. In short, I'm on holiday with my parents. Holiday is perhaps not the right word for the experience but to prevent censorship it's what I'll use to describe it. Bless 'em, don't get me wrong, I love them dearly but....it's too hot ( well the sun's shining ), where are we going to eat (there are any number of places what do you fancy), what time are you picking us up (when you're ready), I don't need the toilet (in reply to 'do you want a cup of tea') etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, the weather is brilliant &amp;amp; my brother is getting a taste of what it's like living near them all the time. Only 5 more days to go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-4740611923420474673?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4740611923420474673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=4740611923420474673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/4740611923420474673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/4740611923420474673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-last-nightshifts-are-over-hard-work.html' title='It&apos;ll be me one day!'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SiGRBhsXpyI/AAAAAAAAADc/O8dSHJxtdws/s72-c/Mottisfont+(17).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-9024970433823200716</id><published>2009-05-24T20:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:18:41.114+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helvelyn fell race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fell running'/><title type='text'>To Hel(velyn) &amp; back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could come up with such whacky ideas for saving the planet as I do for my social life I'd probably be rich &amp;amp; famous by now, viz... finish 12hr nightshift then go &amp;amp; do Helvelyn Fell Race then go back to work for 12hr nightshift!&lt;br /&gt;It's certainly been a month for new experiences, 1st time up Skiddaw by Longside Edge, 1st time mountain biking at Whinlatter, trip to the North coast of Scotland (Tongue &amp;amp; Durness), finding out your heart can be broken more than once &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;1st time for the Helv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Shmlx36t9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/BIqXdvpo8iQ/s1600-h/Helvelyn+race09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481109466838066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Shmlx36t9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/BIqXdvpo8iQ/s200/Helvelyn+race09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elyn race&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was too good a day to be wasted in bed, so an early up &amp;amp; down to Bram Crag Farm saw quite a crowd gathered for what promised to be a spectacular day on the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While my last entry talked about the journey, today was definitely about the destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/ShmnuCiWUXI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Tz-ZqdUzb4/s1600-h/Helvelyn+race09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339483242621194610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/ShmnuCiWUXI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Tz-ZqdUzb4/s200/Helvelyn+race09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An incredibly steep start took us up Calf Crag &amp;amp; views of the route laid out before us to the summit of Helvelyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/ShmoiiJvVVI/AAAAAAAAACw/I1tB2R9nLBU/s1600-h/Helvelyn+race09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484144461108562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/ShmoiiJvVVI/AAAAAAAAACw/I1tB2R9nLBU/s200/Helvelyn+race09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strangely I managed to remember to take my camera as you can see, but the pictures do not do justice to the torture I put my body through to get there &amp;amp; back. At least this time I got to the half way point before the 1st finisher had crossed the line (hopefully!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's done now, slightly quicker than I'd estimated &amp;amp; yes I will be back next year.Next race Garburn Trail, should be a doddle by comparison. As for nightshift, at least my legs won't get a chance to stiffen up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-9024970433823200716?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9024970433823200716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=9024970433823200716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/9024970433823200716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/9024970433823200716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-helvelyn-back.html' title='To Hel(velyn) &amp; back.'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Shmlx36t9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/BIqXdvpo8iQ/s72-c/Helvelyn+race09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-425453801908753196</id><published>2009-05-23T10:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:11:38.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year gone.</title><content type='html'>Looks like a big depression sitting over Carlisle today, which makes sense as its the last day of my holiday &amp; it's back to work tonight.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this time off was a big bike trip to the north of Scotland, it turned out to be 850 miles in 3 days, no wonder my backside was sore.&lt;br /&gt;In a previous life I was never a 'biker', it's only 3 years since I passed my test &amp; is one of only a few regrets in my life. It's one of those I wish I'd done it sooner things, or maybe not. Perhaps it's the being older &amp; wiser &amp; able to enjoy it for what it is now that makes it such good fun.&lt;br /&gt;Like life, the bike is about the journey not the destination &amp; this journey took me to places of unimaginable beauty &amp; remoteness without having to leave the Britsh Isles. On the way it was my birthday, another year cheating the grim reaper but returning with another head full of memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-425453801908753196?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/425453801908753196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=425453801908753196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/425453801908753196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/425453801908753196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-year-gone.html' title='Another year gone.'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-9098843848477263660</id><published>2009-05-14T07:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:42:57.422+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the peeps gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Having only fitted in a run along the river to Dalston &amp;amp; back since Lords Seat, I thought it time I did something else while I was off work. I've walked in the Lakes on &amp;amp; off for 30 years or so ( I started young, ok ), but had never been up Longside Edge as a way to get onto Skiddaw. This runs parallel to Bass Lake &amp;amp; looks quite spectacular from the north when you can look right along the length of it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335575779719936098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SgvF5w5ieGI/AAAAAAAAACY/VF_M-u3Kp-0/s320/DSCN0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sgu9aULMkrI/AAAAAAAAACI/pBNd3BxqFoI/s1600-h/DSCN0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sgu9aULMkrI/AAAAAAAAACI/pBNd3BxqFoI/s1600-h/DSCN0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My aim was to run the route but it turned into more of a battle against the wind than a run with moments of airborne excitement with some of the gusts on the top. The most amazing thing apart from the views, was the complete lack of other people out on the hill. It was not until I was nearly back at the car that I met anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sgu-9LIbLAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OxpjJXjORxI/s1600-h/DSCN0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568141719907330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sgu-9LIbLAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OxpjJXjORxI/s320/DSCN0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the view back along from the summit at 1030 in the morning, where are all the peeps?!&lt;br /&gt;So an excellent trip out followed up by a walk round the river in the sunshine with the little dog. She decided not to bother with the big hill, good sleeping time wasted in her opinion.&lt;br /&gt;To finish the day off a trip back to Keswick in the evening on the bike to do the Latrigg Fell race, not one I've done before &amp;amp; much harder than the 3miles 950ft would indicate. This was mainly due to everyone sprinting off at high speed at the start &amp;amp; muggins here trying to keep up. It didn't take long for me to drop to my usual plod &amp;amp; getting past by the usual people. A big thank you to Jo from Keswick for her encouraging words during the race &amp;amp; the other Keswick girl cheering people in at the end whose name I didn't catch and Jan whose encouragement is always welcome. A time of just over 27 minutes was more than satisfying considering &amp;amp; definately one to do again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-9098843848477263660?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9098843848477263660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=9098843848477263660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/9098843848477263660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/9098843848477263660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-have-all-peeps-gone.html' title='Where have all the peeps gone?'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SgvF5w5ieGI/AAAAAAAAACY/VF_M-u3Kp-0/s72-c/DSCN0484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-6683192000034559334</id><published>2009-05-04T11:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:45:48.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing Slicks</title><content type='html'>Well it turned out to be a poor personal showing at Lord's Seat from yours truly. The first summit, aptly named Barf, nearly saw me do just that after getting a stitch early on. Having never suffered one before in a race, it left me in agony on the descent &amp;amp; I never really got going. So that was that, no pb this time but there's always next year.&lt;br /&gt;At least the weather is improving, a couple of good runs out on the bike already under my belt in preparation for the weekend away in Scotland. Other excitement was a brief email flirtation with a lovely local lass but love's not on the horizon, so life's back singular normality, well almost normality. The Little Dog (who's been quiet recently on this blog) has been for a haircut to rival her master, i.e. back to the wood, &amp;amp; now looks like a slick racing version of a spaniel! I've tried to get her picture to publish but she's not having it. If only I could get her move as quick when we're out for a walk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-6683192000034559334?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6683192000034559334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=6683192000034559334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6683192000034559334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6683192000034559334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/05/racing-slicks.html' title='Racing Slicks'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-8355482250788159358</id><published>2009-04-28T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:21:14.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><content type='html'>Having run my 3rd Puma Hawkshead Trail Race in a personal best time,it occurred to me that it's a little while now since I started doing this off road running lark. Not a long time in the global scale of things but long enough for me to have run races more than once or twice so that I should know better than to run them again.&lt;br /&gt;So as I stand at start of my 4th Grisedale Grind, I realise that older is definately not wiser. You see, this is where it all started, only 3 years ago, it seems like a lifetime. I'd done a bit of running, 2 half marathons &amp;amp; 2 ten milers in the space of 8 weeks plus the training, I'd split from my wife so had thrown myself into getting fitter as a diversion to take my mind off it. Always fancied a go at fell running after all those years of walking them. How hard could it be?&lt;br /&gt;Spurred on by Richard Asquith's 'Feet in the Clouds', I entered the Grisedale Grind race. Foolishly thinking that 2.5 miles would be a reasonable introduction, surely I could manage that.&lt;br /&gt;Manage it I did, what I couldn't manage was walking downstairs for the next two days which is a bit tricky when your place of work is spread over 5 storeys. Oh how my colleagues laughed.&lt;br /&gt;And so here I am again, the race is a little shorter than the 1st time as the start has moved over the road but it's no less steep. I know about category A,B &amp;amp; C races now &amp;amp; L,M &amp;amp; S, so I know now why this is an AS race. Wish I'd known 3 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;And then we're off, no time to contemplate life now just concentrate on putting every muscle in your body to best effect. A short  run on forest track brings us to the gate out on to the fell, then it's only up for the next mile. A lung bursting 27 minutes for me, by the time I get to the top the leader has finished &amp;amp; is probably getting changed. A quick thank you to the summit marshall, 10 minutes down &amp;amp; I'm finished too. Another one completed &amp;amp; another PB, drive home with the biggest grin on my face imaginable and even now a week later I'm still grinning because tomorrow is Lords Seat on the other side of the road and I get to do it all over again!&lt;br /&gt;Rock on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-8355482250788159358?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8355482250788159358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=8355482250788159358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8355482250788159358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8355482250788159358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-8741875806642611773</id><published>2009-04-11T19:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:44:26.867+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fell running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary Waltz.'/><title type='text'>My Two Step Shuffle aka The Anniversary Waltz.</title><content type='html'>Saturday dawned bright &amp;amp; sunny, a relief after a dull cold Friday, as it was Anniversary Waltz race day. A drive via Penrith to pick up one of the other mugs, I mean runners, then on to Stair to join a long queue of traffic that we assumed were waiting to get parked as well. Eventually we made it on to the car park field &amp;amp; were very efficiently directed into our parking space, 'in there, backwards please'.&lt;br /&gt;Numbers collected &amp;amp; pinned on, familiar faces greeted, old acquantances renewed, we made our to the start field. Now, whether people weren't listening or just didn't get the jist of what was going on with a lap of the field first to spread people out BUT it seemed to me all the fast people started at the back. I say this because for the next two &amp;amp; a half hours an endless stream of people went running past me no matter how hard I tried. In fact it was not until 30yards from the finsh when someone else had the temerity to try &amp;amp; get past that I said to myself, 'enough's enough, buggers not getting past me now' &amp;amp; sprinted past 2 other people in the final yards as well.&lt;br /&gt;The bit in between the start &amp;amp; finish is all a bit vague other than loads of people passing me, I felt I got a quick start but not quick enough, the climb seemed to be immense but didn't last as long as I thought &amp;amp; the route was much longer than I imagined but only took 3 minutes longer than I'd estimated. I have however never felt as ill at the end of race, never not been able to face free food or free beer, maybe it was just too much sunshine. That's my excuse &amp;amp; I'm sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;Well done to the hundreds that took part &amp;amp; all my fellow Eden Runners. What next? More training I think.......!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-8741875806642611773?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8741875806642611773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=8741875806642611773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8741875806642611773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8741875806642611773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-step-shuffle-aka-anniversary-waltz.html' title='My Two Step Shuffle aka The Anniversary Waltz.'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-7746538243063282539</id><published>2009-04-06T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:02:48.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell did that come from.....</title><content type='html'>Saturday saw the weather return to standard Lakeland fare after several lovely sunny days, of course it was bound to be wet &amp;amp; cold for the Askham Fell race.&lt;br /&gt;The race started in the village with a reasonable climb up the road onto to Askham Fell, from here it was a fast paced gallop over rolling hillside, me going a completely different way to everyone else, but eventually rejoining the crowd for a long fast downhill to checkpoint one. At this point all was going well, no disasters, nice easy running, of course it wasn't going to last. Left turn at CP1 brings a near vertical climb to get to the top of Arthurs Pike. Now those of you familiar with this bit of the Lakes probably know Arthurs Pike as the easy start of what becomes High Street if heading south, to be confronted by this climb was not really something you'd expect but hey, that's fell running. Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;So a relatively short flog uphill, into the weather, brought us to CP2 and a long, long downhill with a short uphill then loads more down led to the finish. Although last out of the the Eden Runners (pipped in the last half mile) I was pleased to have finished at half way through the field. Exactly half way as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;So what next? Well it's  the Anniversary Waltz next Saturday, another new one for me. Hundreds of people apparently, wonder if I can manage half way in that one. Watch this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-7746538243063282539?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7746538243063282539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=7746538243063282539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7746538243063282539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7746538243063282539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-hell-did-that-come-from.html' title='Where the hell did that come from.....'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-7732523887002228309</id><published>2009-03-29T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:27:46.904+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizedale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causey Pike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>That was the weekend that was.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well two races in two days, WHAT A STUPID IDEA!..... actually it wasn't that bad. Saturday saw me at Causey Pike 4.5m 1780ft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318716960585974690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sc_g5ViSg6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/NGuiNGtBDlA/s320/Causey+Pike+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The top is the little nipple you can see in the distance but unfortunately to get there you have to go up the bit just behind the house you can see near the bottom of the front fell, yes, you've guessed it, straight up. In a 4.5 mile race it took me 35 minutes to do the first 1.5 miles and only another 18 to get to the finish, what's that all about. Mind you, as I was getting to the top the winner was just finishing, respect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday saw me at Grizedale Forest for a 10mile trail race, thoroughly recommendable. The views all round are spectacular, if only I could run with my camera as well. Managed to get round in a slightly quicker time than when I did it two years ago so well pleased with that and you get free tea &amp;amp; flapjack at the finish to boot. The most exciting moment was however soon after the start when a navigation error by the leaders ( they went up the wrong track &amp;amp; everyone followed like sheep) briefly saw me in 3rd place. Highest place I'll ever have!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next week sees Askham Fell race, this is a new race so heaven knows what it'll be like but look out for the report.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the little dog.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sc_nBTC3ylI/AAAAAAAAACA/yWyg8LmxGvs/s1600-h/Causey+Pike+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318723694426049106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sc_nBTC3ylI/AAAAAAAAACA/yWyg8LmxGvs/s320/Causey+Pike+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, life as normal really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-7732523887002228309?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7732523887002228309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=7732523887002228309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7732523887002228309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7732523887002228309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-was-weekend-that-was.html' title='That was the weekend that was.'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sc_g5ViSg6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/NGuiNGtBDlA/s72-c/Causey+Pike+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-6028628265566250371</id><published>2009-03-28T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:28:45.695Z</updated><title type='text'>Mmm</title><content type='html'>Isn't strange how life throws you a curved ball now and again, walking home from town after a night out, cross the road to find somebody saying 'hello Ian' well at quarter past twelve it's not really what you're anticipating. Turns out the greeter is someone from my school days who's making sure her niece gets home ok, she only lives round the corner, funny old world.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Causey Pike day now, 2nd of the club championship races. I've been out a couple of times recently but really struggled so this will be a real challenge AND I'm doing Grizedale trail race tomorrow as well.&lt;br /&gt;I've beeen in the house at least 10 minutes &amp;amp; little dog has just made an appearance bless her, she was fast asleep when I came in, old age is catching up on her as well as me.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what today brings.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-6028628265566250371?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6028628265566250371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=6028628265566250371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6028628265566250371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6028628265566250371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmm.html' title='Mmm'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-7188981329602438558</id><published>2009-03-11T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:38:19.654Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross-country'/><title type='text'>Neil's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SbgvIAgzwkI/AAAAAAAAABw/wldrDSAACC8/s1600-h/PSUK+XCountry+09+Neil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312047575106568770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SbgvIAgzwkI/AAAAAAAAABw/wldrDSAACC8/s320/PSUK+XCountry+09+Neil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Neil's big day finally came round with the Police National X-country championship at Lowther Park. While he may not have come first he put in a champion performance. Well done mate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-7188981329602438558?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7188981329602438558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=7188981329602438558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7188981329602438558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/7188981329602438558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/neils-big-day.html' title='Neil&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SbgvIAgzwkI/AAAAAAAAABw/wldrDSAACC8/s72-c/PSUK+XCountry+09+Neil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-3531955653305098399</id><published>2009-03-04T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:43:58.761Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haweswater'/><title type='text'>Haweswater Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa71d1hy2KI/AAAAAAAAABY/tUTSJxO4ngE/s1600-h/Haweswater09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309450903650228386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa71d1hy2KI/AAAAAAAAABY/tUTSJxO4ngE/s200/Haweswater09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well Sunday was a brilliant day, a chance to give something back. Helping marshal on the half marathon was such good fun, I would recommend it to anyone who likes a socialable cheap day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa73N9eM2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZED1qc15arE/s1600-h/Haweswater09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309452829927987426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa73N9eM2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZED1qc15arE/s200/Haweswater09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to see the Eden lovelies in their fetching garb and proper runners doing their stuff and to cap it all there is of course the fantastic scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa73N9eM2OI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZED1qc15arE/s1600-h/Haweswater09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa74pqbWzvI/AAAAAAAAABo/71w3zUbVM8Y/s1600-h/Haweswater09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309454405363748594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa74pqbWzvI/AAAAAAAAABo/71w3zUbVM8Y/s200/Haweswater09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get your running shoes on, get out there and get training for next year when it all happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;See the start at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WYhqphCMkQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WYhqphCMkQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-3531955653305098399?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3531955653305098399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=3531955653305098399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/3531955653305098399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/3531955653305098399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/haweswater-half-marathon.html' title='Haweswater Half Marathon'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/Sa71d1hy2KI/AAAAAAAAABY/tUTSJxO4ngE/s72-c/Haweswater09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-298138697291270927</id><published>2009-03-01T08:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:43:54.767Z</updated><title type='text'>It Must Be A Bug.</title><content type='html'>Went out with Neil again on Thursday, didn't get quite as far as we intended due to rather strong headwinds which saw us do 2 miles in 30 minutes on the way out &amp;amp; 2 1/2 miles in 20 minutes on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;So, bolstered by new found enthusiasm, I entered the High Cup Nick fell race. Only 9 miles / 1500ft, ONLY 9 MILES!!!! felt more like 90. After a gentle start through the lovely village of Dufton ( see dufton.org.uk) it all went pear shaped, a couple of miles of open fell trod brought another couple of miles of open fell bog. This was ok (not) 'til I realised that to get to the top of the Nick was a near vertical climb up a grassy bank, by this stage we were well in the clag in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, when you get to what you think is the top, you expect the rest to be all down hill. Oh no, it undulates and undulations hurt at this stage of the game before a long, long descent back to the village to be greeted by smiley faces, happy dogs, pats on the back, handshakes, hugs and cups of soup.&lt;br /&gt;Do it again? Of course I bloody would, I'll be back next year to give it another go, bring on the next one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-298138697291270927?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/298138697291270927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=298138697291270927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/298138697291270927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/298138697291270927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-must-be-bug.html' title='It Must Be A Bug.'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-5790863446510003575</id><published>2009-02-22T18:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:19:07.566Z</updated><title type='text'>The Rythm of Life</title><content type='html'>Didn't manage to go for a short run yesterday so thought I'd make up for it today. Well.......took the little dog for a walk from Burnbanks along the side of Haweswater then struck off up the hill, at this point it turned into an 'adventure' walk. In other words I didn't have clue where we were going, not very good for someone with a MLC, but then we were only going for an hour so didn't take ANY stuff with us. It was only temporary as you can only get so lost half a mile from the track.&lt;br /&gt;On our return to the car little dog promptly went to sleep while I put my running togs on and set off to run round Haweswater. That certainly ramped up the running. Managed to get round eventually but boy did it hurt at the end. So we're up and running again as they say.&lt;br /&gt;If the young lady who was also running along the track is reading this, well done you, I hope you enjoyed the fine weather as much as I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-5790863446510003575?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5790863446510003575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=5790863446510003575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5790863446510003575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5790863446510003575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/rythm-of-life.html' title='The Rythm of Life'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-520928210687698174</id><published>2009-02-21T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:20:05.064Z</updated><title type='text'>At Last!</title><content type='html'>I finally got my lazy arse out of the house yesterday and went for a run with my friend Neil. First time since x-country last month. Not far, 6 miles, mainly uphill for the first 3 miles then we turned round!! Neil is in training for the Cumbria Police x-country team for next month's championship so good luck to him, he looked in fine form.&lt;br /&gt;Not much exciting happening at the mo, seems to be that time of year. Plans are afoot for motorbike trips later in the year, watch this space, they're gonna be good un's, as they say. Hopefully the running will start to ramp up now, going out again tomorrow for another short run and build from there.&lt;br /&gt;Little dog is behaving herself, health wise at least, however my table lamp in the lounge apears to have mysteriously thrown itself on the floor and broken it's neck, as if in an act of suicide. Mmm......oh well another trip to Ikea then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-520928210687698174?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/520928210687698174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=520928210687698174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/520928210687698174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/520928210687698174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-last.html' title='At Last!'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-5278388294434797461</id><published>2009-01-01T15:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:02:12.939Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake district'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzmkGDsGUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YFeQXsvSLNw/s1600-h/Misc+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286353570401884482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzmkGDsGUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YFeQXsvSLNw/s200/Misc+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, 2009 is here. I took some time yesterday to reflect on the highs &amp;amp; lows of 2008, it filled in 5 minutes while I waited for the kettle to boil. Not the most memorable year on record but I'm still here alive &amp;amp; kicking for 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little dog &amp;amp; I went for our 1st walk of the new year this morning, a short trip onto High Pike on the Northern edge of the Lakes. Truly the most wonderful viewpoint in all of Lakeland. The little dog is in rude health, her medication is working well and she's put on nearly a whole kilo in a month and looking better for it. It's a spiritual trip for us, the ashes of her old pal Meg are buried under the cairn, so we go now and again to let her know how things are. I can think of no better place to end up when my time has past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so to the year ahead, several races already entered and a few pencilled in. I want to do more off road running this year, it's as close to a resolution as I'll come so don't hold your breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you all updated as to progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-5278388294434797461?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5278388294434797461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=5278388294434797461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5278388294434797461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5278388294434797461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year?'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzmkGDsGUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YFeQXsvSLNw/s72-c/Misc+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-896579376913995536</id><published>2008-12-16T00:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:19:57.696Z</updated><title type='text'>That Dog.....!</title><content type='html'>Well the heavy investment at the vets has paid off, Titch is putting on weight and eating like a horse, all be it a small Shetland pony type one. I think she's been taking lessons in cuteness on the side as well as I've never known her do so much sitting looking sweet before.&lt;br /&gt;Running hasn't improved much, managed the club race at Penrith last week which had been postponed from the previous week because of too much ice on the route. Perhaps if I'd been able to do it with skates I may have got a decent time, the uphill bits would have been tricky mind! The weekend saw the 10k Langdale Christmas Pudding race, an excellent event with a really good atmosphere AND a Christmas pud for every finisher! What more could you want? apart from a faster time as usual, oh &amp;amp; less pain the day after but still brilliant. A whole Xmas pud to myself, yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;I've also managed to fit in a BMW Club Xmas dinner ( tons of food &amp;amp; good crack), a running club Xmas dinner (not as much food cos running next day,but fancy dress &amp;amp; more good crack), a decent dog walk with friends (no food but good gossip) and some quality time with a very dear friend in my rest days. At this rate I'll be a stone heavier even before we get to Christmas, role on January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-896579376913995536?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/896579376913995536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=896579376913995536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/896579376913995536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/896579376913995536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-dog.html' title='That Dog.....!'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-2246373423412553299</id><published>2008-12-01T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:51:41.172Z</updated><title type='text'>What a busy weeek!</title><content type='html'>Well what a week it has been! Took 2 nights off last weekend to give me a full six days away from work which seemed longer because the previous week I'd been a on course doing office hours so no early starts. As ever things didn't quite go to plan but managed to get to running club, purchase service bits for the bike &amp;amp; go skiing at Glasgow as well as the usual day to day stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The weather of course has been from one extreme to the other &amp;amp; I've managed to be out in all of it at one stage or another, the little dog looked like she'd been dipped in a pot of brown paint last Sunday after a walk in the woods. The bath was a sight to behold after she was washed off much to her disgust!&lt;br /&gt;Poor little soul had to go to the vets on Monday as she's not been well, however another substantial investment into the vets pension fund has got her 2 lots of medication &amp;amp; some new food. Hopefully she'll start putting some weight soon, makes a change from what the ladies usually wish for when it comes to waist lines. Watch this space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-2246373423412553299?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2246373423412553299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=2246373423412553299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/2246373423412553299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/2246373423412553299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-busy-weeek.html' title='What a busy weeek!'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-6646008952645086709</id><published>2008-11-17T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:48:57.507Z</updated><title type='text'>Just Typical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SSW-7oLkS4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QOY4t-XcIpY/s1600-h/DSC00544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270828870514527106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SSW-7oLkS4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QOY4t-XcIpY/s200/DSC00544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After weeks of bad weather and not getting out on the motorbike I finally succumbed and took it round to my dad's to put in the garage for the winter. Of course, the very next day was dry and sunny, which was handy because it was the Brampton to Carlisle 10miler and I didn't fancy running the rain. I didn't bother checking my previous results this time, I knew it would slow, working Friday nightshift then 1230 race start was never going to make for a pb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is this race so fast? Everybody charges off like they're in the Olympics and by mile three I'm knackered because I'm trying to keep up with people who must be in secret training for months earlier but, nobody ever does any training! They don't. When asked at club nights what people have been up to the stock answer is ''not much'', ''need to get out more''!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, there's always next year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-6646008952645086709?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6646008952645086709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=6646008952645086709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6646008952645086709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/6646008952645086709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-typical.html' title='Just Typical'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SSW-7oLkS4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/QOY4t-XcIpY/s72-c/DSC00544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-8830612587053184567</id><published>2008-11-09T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:15:09.719Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Of Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SRbwQkC31jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2wgo7Q1wPIY/s1600-h/Photo-0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266660981600671282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SRbwQkC31jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2wgo7Q1wPIY/s320/Photo-0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of late I've kept meaning to get back to this blog, funny how time gets away from you. Bit like my running really. At Derwentwater last weekend, on a beautiful late autumn Sunday, I thought I'd cracked my best time for 10 miles for a long time until I looked at my previous results. Oops, where does the time go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual the little dog is fast asleep on the sofa, not that she's spoiled. Time is catching up with her too, once it was all day out on the hill which is a long way on little legs, now a couple of hours round the woods is more than enough. Still, I suppose when I'm 70ish I'll be happy to still be doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-8830612587053184567?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8830612587053184567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=8830612587053184567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8830612587053184567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/8830612587053184567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-late.html' title='Of Late'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SRbwQkC31jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2wgo7Q1wPIY/s72-c/Photo-0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4774405888128149449.post-5723432559788181856</id><published>2008-09-29T02:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:57:12.502+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs, what's all this about then?</title><content type='html'>Well I suppose the time had to come when I had to get to grips with all this technology, get hold of it by the neck and give it a good wringing.  Strange it should arrive in the middle of the night like so many other good ideas, like lets take up running to keep fit or why not combine that with the love of the Lake District &amp;amp; go fell running. Now wasn't that a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly I'm something of a late starter when it comes to fell running (&amp;amp; often a late finisher at my pace) entering my first proper fell race (Grisedale Grind, aptly named) at the tender age of 42 in the throws of a midlife crisis. As they say ''it's all down hill from here'' which invariably is a lie as there's always a nasty uphill bit somewhere near the end.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's start. A bit disjointed I know, but blogging, doesn't seem too hard really. I think there could be more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4774405888128149449-5723432559788181856?l=horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5723432559788181856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4774405888128149449&amp;postID=5723432559788181856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5723432559788181856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4774405888128149449/posts/default/5723432559788181856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://horney-inapreviouslife.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogs-whats-all-this-about-then.html' title='Blogs, what&apos;s all this about then?'/><author><name>Horney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15573784823558756285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ynv9CMIXwk/SVzrqmaTLrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ffXqO81XnfY/S220/Tatras+028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
