Category: Janathon

If Alfred Tennyson did #janathon…..

~ Phil Lengthorn ~ 14 Comments

Half a mile, half a mile,

Half a mile onward,

All in the valley of Death

Ran the two hundred.

'Forward, the Janathoners!

Run for your life!' she said:

Into the valley of Death

Ran the two hundred.

 

'Forward, the Janathoners!'

Was there a person dismay'd?

Not tho' the runner knew

Cathy had blunder'd:

Theirs not to moan and whinge

Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs just to run and try:

Into the valley of Death

Ran the two hundred.

 

Rain to the right of them,

Rain to the left of them,

Rain in front of them

Lightning and thunder'd;

Lash'd at with snow and hail,

Boldly they ran and well,

Into the jaws of Death,

Into the mouth of Hell,

Ran the two hundred.

 

Flash'd all their trainers bare,

Flash'd as they whizz'd through the air

Joining with runners everywhere,

Charging the streets, while

All the world wonder'd:

Plunged down the wooded lane

Jogging through the early pain;

Walkers and cyclists

Reel'd from the moving insane

Shatter'd and knacker'd.

Then they ran back, but not

Not the two hundred.

 

Rain to the right of them,

Rain to the left of them,

Rain behind them

Lightning and thunder'd;

Lash'd at with snow and hail,

While some of the heroes fell,

They that had run so well

Came thro' the jaws of Death

Back from the mouth of Hell,

All that was left of them,

Left of the two hundred.

 

When can their glory fade?

O the crazy running they made!

All the world wonder'd.

Honour the group of runners!

Honour the Janathoners.

Noble two hundred!

Today's mileage = 3.39

Total Janathon mileage = 70.58

 

#janathon day 19 – a morning of extremes…

~ Phil Lengthorn ~ 7 Comments

A dawn of opposites. A sunrise of antithesis.

This morning's Janathon run was not a thing of beauty.

My legs felt heavier than 100 concrete blocks on a pallet being lifted by a 3-year-old's plastic Tonka toy pick-up truck. My breathing was like a 100-year-old man suffering from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease. My calves felt tighter than the cord connected to Vanessa Feltz during a bungee jump. But run I did. 5.71 miles around Bourne. But on return everything changed.

My breakfast was a thing of beauty.

More beautiful than the first morning's dew. More beautiful than spring lambs bouncing in a meadow. More beautiful than my homemade chocolate brownies. More beautiful than Aphrodite the Greek Godess of love riding a carriage made of flowers being pulled by puppies. More beautiful than Charlton's 1998 play-off final game at Wembley.

Well deserved.

Total Janathon mileage = 60.68

 

#janathon Disco Dog

~ Phil Lengthorn ~ 7 Comments

Today I bought the dog a treat: a flashing LED light dog tag collar pendant. For the princely sum of £1.99.

So tonight we headed to the woods to give it a go. It is very funny, it flashes red and blue constantly. I think it may have freaked the dog out a bit, but he was soon taking no notice of it. Not that he had a choice. It's for dogs that tend to run off. My dog doesn't run off, just wanted to make him look stupid. I did attempt to take a photo, but it's not the best…..

So it was another two and half miles round the woods. I think it's about time I did a bit of a longer run. Tomorrow may be that day.

Total Janathon mileage = 54.97