The Tubercolosis 10k

After a miserable week battling the H15N ManFlu Virus, I was still determined to complete the Trelissick Estate 10K, a scenic trail run around the National Trust estate overlooking the Fal Estuary.

I couldn't let a pesky group of molecules come and hold my red blood cells to ransom with a flick-knife. They may have had me snivelling like a schoolboy all week, but I wasn't losing my entrance fee lightly, and I was going to stick two fingers at them and then leg it. All the way around - very fast too, as you would expect after nearly a week in bed. Naturally all my muscles would be itching to go, or so I thought.

On the start line I felt a slight sense of unease as I was still knackered after warming up, which is generally not a good sign. I went off at quite a fast pace initially, sucked in by the crowds and felt pretty good holding a decent pace for.......about 4 and a half minutes. At this point all the oxygen that was stored in my bloodstream seemed to run out, and I was left gasping for air with what felt like two lungs with the gas capacity of two extra small condoms.

I continued as best I could and tried to enjoy the scenery around me (it was very pretty). I dragged myself aroud the rest of it and settled into a kind of marathon style plod as people started overtaking me.

I got a lovely T-Shirt and Mincle Pie though, and in all, I'm glad I managed to do it. At least I know what effect the ManFlu virus can have though.....

(time: 44:58, 5 mins off pb)