my timing, it sucks
Last month, I attended a wedding on the far side of the country, requiring me to drive for over five hours to get there and the same to get home; I drove down on Friday, back on Saturday, and on Sunday ran a five-mile race that I'd entered without checking what else I was doing on the weekend.
I've just now realised that the ten-mile race I'm running in August occurs on the same day as a stag party I'd agreed to attend, said stag party being again on the opposite coast, albeit slightly less of a drive and on better roads so there's a good chance I can start the race at 10, finish at about 11:15, get back to my car by 12, and get to Galway some time after 3pm.
Thankfully, the half-marathon in September occurs the weekend before the associated wedding.
I've just now realised that the ten-mile race I'm running in August occurs on the same day as a stag party I'd agreed to attend, said stag party being again on the opposite coast, albeit slightly less of a drive and on better roads so there's a good chance I can start the race at 10, finish at about 11:15, get back to my car by 12, and get to Galway some time after 3pm.
Thankfully, the half-marathon in September occurs the weekend before the associated wedding.
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