- detours around obstacles - sheer cliffs and the like
- taking the safe route (i.e. sticking to a long route via a track, rather than charging across country)
- headless chicken moments, of which there are many
so it actually works out at much longer. Felt like 10,000,000 miles. Even so, I don't think my time of 1hr 53 will set any course records.
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In fact, I've just checked the results (http://www.londonorienteering.co.uk/) and I came a frankly embarrassing 99th out of 121 competitors. The winner did 47 minutes, and I was beaten by no less than 16 pensioners. However, there are two points to note:
- These are MAD pensioners, not normal ones (skinny legs, wild-eyed stares, muttering to themselves, have done the course at least 40 times before and-this-one-quite-frankly wasn't-a-patch-on-the-one-in-1974-my-dear)
- I beat Glenn and Mick. That's all that counts.
it probably due to the magic shoes...
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I can speak, honestly