So after a 68 day period only seeing him 6 days I was
looking forward to spending the Bank Holiday weekend with Adam – even my little
brother saw him more than me during this time :’(. Friday was a long drive up,
leaving work at five to hopefully get on the M40 before too much traffic but
ended up following google map’s spontaneous decision to make me round the back
roads. Which probably ended up slower due to the number of tractors &
lorries I was following.
Arriving into Sheffield at half nine, I parked up near a
pub to collect my drunk boyfriend who had been there since five with some of
his friends (who were actually my friends first :P) before going home. Sleep
was very broken as Adam had to go to the loo a lot in the night, which he later
told me was actually him going to be sick. He did no complaining as we made our
way the next morning down to parkrun (stopping off to pick up a much needed 12p
banana from Morrisons). I was looking to get around 20minutes for the parkrun
even though I hadn’t come close since about two years ago. I started fast (or
what I thought was fast before looking at my pace and realizing it wasn’t fast
enough!) but luckily after a km or so the route at Sheffield Hallam double
backs on itself and you get a downhill wooo! I’d already sussed out the
competition and was closing in on a skinny blonde girl, who later Adam
mentioned how he knew I’d notice her and be angry if I didn’t beat her – BUT
IT’S OKAY I did ;). I was running with a guy for the second lap who decided now
was the time to strike conversation which led to him declaring he would pace me
even though I was sure a few minutes before I was going to overtake him as he
was slowing.
Eventually Mr. Hungover (aka Adam) came jogging up to run
the last part with me as I unfortunately couldn’t keep up with Mr I Will Pace
You. I ended up running 20.20 which was a course pb and so I was relatively
happy. We jogged back home (UP A HUGE HILL) before some bacon sandwiches. Later
on we went to the University Gym to play some badminton – always a tense sport
as I am far to competitive & energetic. We managed to make it through 3
games to 21 and two games to 11 without any arguments, just a few grumpy faces.
Mostly from me as I lost and always by two points which was MOST annoying. After
this, quick shower before a walk into Sheffield for some bargains & a cuppa
at the Ink & Well. HUGE DOWNPOUR of rain as we walked home so we tried to
shelter under the umbrella whilst walking back which was a struggle & left
both of us with one wet shoulder. We had bought two world maps to plan some
travelling so Adam spent the rest of the afternoon obsessing over this and
quizzing me on capital cities before cooking me dinner :) and watching Titanic
(which is THREE HOURS LONG??).
On Sunday Adam planned a long run in the peaks which we
got round to at about 11am. After a slow start with a gate every 10 metres we
got to the uphill part of the run on a really rough rocky track. I was slowly
getting more and more grumpy and it took a turn for the worst when Adam went
over on his ankle so we had to take a stop to chill out and eat some Fruit
Pastilles. We had reached the top and it was an undulating run up to Mam Tor
which had some good views, just too many people. We stormed along the ridge (as
it was mostly downhill so I as loving life) and I was feeling so keen I
suggested going up to Loose Edge to complete the ridge. BIG MISTAKE. As Adam
pointed out later the Strava segment was called: Mam Tor to Ankle Snapper so
coming off the ridge we had another incident with Adam’s ankles so had to walk
off the side. A bit annoying as I was looking forward to some fast downhill to
improve the pace but it was such a lovely run I didn’t want everything to end
in disaster. We held it together and Adam even managed to catch some pokemon on
the way home which was a bonus. Pancakes were made, covered in golden syrup
& sugar before a nap to help us recover (definitely hit the ‘old couple’
stage where we need an afternoon nap!). In the evening we went for a walk to
the Botanical Gardens to catch more Pokemon before Adam cooked another scrummy
dinner & we watched Think Like A Man on the sweaty leather sofas.
Monday was our last day, which I tried to push to the
back of my mind as I crept out for a morning run. Adam was resting the ankle
and whilst half asleep pointed out the key I needed to get back in. WHICH WAS
THE WRONG ONE. When I finally got back in the house we got ready to go out to
Chatsworth House where Adam had booked to take me. It was a glorious day and I
felt very spoilt. We started with a walk around the grounds, Adam took the map
(clearly trying to impress me with any map skills) and we went exploring. After
numerous selfies we got to the maze which we began with confidence – I mean how
hard can it be? Famous last words as we struggled to find the centre after 15
minutes of dead ends – convincing ourselves there was no actual way in! We
finally made it and successfully made it back out when Adam found a rope for
tug of war – he obviously won and afterwards strutted around like a 90kg body
builder.
When we’d completed the garden adventure we went to have
Afternoon tea which was GORGEOUS (and very posh!). We both got a bit distracted
with the number of pokemon and I thought it was going to be a nasty patch when
Adam ran out of Pokeballs but don’t worry – we persevered, Pokeball numbers
increased & bellies were full. We then moved onto the house, finding the
violin (SPOILER – which isn’t actually a violin but a painting) making Adam
happy as he saw it as a painting whereas I thought it was real. A last minute
walk in the gardens before it was time to go home :( Cramming in some toast to
last me for the drive home, I packed and then left for Camberley after a lovely
weekend – only 3 weeks until the next weekend together!!
