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July 08, 2005

Arthur's Seat

To purge the disgust I feel at yesterday's events in London, I ran up Arthur's Seat this morning in bright sunshine, halfway round the basalt plug, up to the summit (which the trig point told me was 250.5 metres) and then down to complete the circuit. I'm afraid to say I had to walk the last bit of the ascent, and I stopped for a rest and a look at the view at the top, but I paused the timer for that.
Time: 48:14
Distance: 4.65
Pace: 10.23 (best 7.1)
Average heart rate: 165
Edinburgh runners are rather dour though, lots of them about, but few returned my greeting.

Posted at 09:34 AM in Conference running |

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  • χαιρέτε νικὠμεν
    χαιρέτε νικὠμεν means "Greetings, we've won" and are the words attributed by Plutarch and Lucian to the runner who brought news of victory at the battle of Marathon to the people of Athens. They both wrote some six hundred years after the battle and the story is unlikely. Herodotus, who was closer to events, writes of a runner called Pheidippides who ran from Athens to Sparta to ask for help before the battle, but says nothing of a run to tell the Athenians of the victory. "So, when Persia was dust, all cried, 'To Akropolis!
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    "Athens is saved, thank Pan," go shout!' He flung down his shield
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