We went up on Saturday (driving through foreboding torrential rain) and had a nice potter on the front before pasta tea and an exciting (for Marisca) stay in the Premier Inn. Elspeth and the littlies came to cheer us on for the race, which we both completed in under our target time. I did allow myself a big grin as I raced past the brightly painted beach huts and around the headland under the shadow of the castle: what a great opportunity to be out in the lovely countryside getting some fresh air and exercise.
Scarborough itself was fun. Yes, run down as all British seaside resorts are, but certainly charming.
Before the start - hence the casual stance and lack of exhaustion.
Setting off - some 1500 runners charging (too quickly...) down the seafront.
Marisca doing a great job of cheering people on. That's not me, you'll have spotted.
And the happy finishers.
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