Today (Sunday) was the Western 10 event which, as its name suggests, is a 10 mile run / walk road race which begins and ends in Peel. P usually competes each year, provided he is not suffering from one of the usual runner's injuries.
At around the one hour mark the course passes by our house and I said that I would look out for him and cheer him on. This morning, however, the weather was still wet and miserable so instead of standing at the lane I remained indoors and just looked out of the window to try to catch sight of him passing by.
By this point in the race the steady stream of competitors passing by had thinned out to just an intermittent flash of a runner or walker in dayglo kit. I was ready, poised with my camera at the time he suggested that he would be there but I must have missed him. It is quite boring just standing, looking up the drive, waiting.
I managed to catch two brief shots of other runners but then gave up and returned to my book.