Ten miles with the Flying Scotsman

Day 235 Wednesday 22nd August 10.2 miles : miles to date 1555.9 After last Wednesdays late night run, I was quite keen to make sure I made the meeting point with the Flying Scotsman for what was down on the schedule as an easy ten miler at 7:30 mile pace, which we eventually covered at an average pace of 7:27 per mile. The conversation meant the miles flew past. We talked about the fast man's normal subjects. The battle of Bannockburn in June 1319 or as he likes to call it in the Gaelic, Blàr Allt a' Bhonnaich, Jock Stein, The Proclaimers and deep fried mars bars in batter - which I have had and which are very tasty. I chipped in with my Welsh tinted favs, Max Boyce, the number of times Wales have won the Grand Slam in the last few years, Tom Jones, Owain Glyndwr and the battle of Bryn Glas in 1402. Coincidentally both battles happened to be against the sassenachs. Go figure? After the above were worn out in the first half mile, we wasted the rest of the run talking about pace, training schedules, target race times and the prospect of either of us making the mark in Chester, which is now a little over six weeks away and closing. It looks like we are going to try to crack out a fast one at the weekend to see where we are both and how far we still have to go. Oh boy, I fell tired already at the thought of trying to keep close to whippet boy. Needs must me thinks.