Father Jack says, "Drink!"

Our one day of spring two weeks ago nearly floored me as it coincided with a 17-miler.  I carried my "large" runner's drinking bottle, which contains a whole 350ml, round with me.  This, I have found out the hard way, is not enough liquid for a long run in 16C temperature (although it just about keeps me going at 6C).

Obvious really.

However I was really in a bad way after 10 miles on the first day of warm weather, and seriously looking at puddles and other dubious water sources at 12 miles.  The very kind barmaid at The Cock Inn, Boughton Monchelsea took pity on me and gave me a free glass of tap water (did not have any cash on me), so I just about made it home.  I now make sure I carry enough cash for a swift pint!

I am borrowing a friend's Camelbak over the weekend to check it agrees with me and my running before I invest in one, although having just looked at the cost, I have just picked myself up off the floor.  I may have to do a Heath Robinson - how hard can it be?  ;)  *Picks up a freezer bag, some tubing and a roll of duct tape*