Lesson learned

Death run-Zikreet

A stupid run to take.

Yesterday I posted that we didn’t run in the desert at this time of the year. Well it turns out we do, or more correctly, we did! Last year to be precise.

On trawling through some photos from last summer, I found this. It was taken exactly one year ago and I remember the run well. It was the Eid al-Fitr holiday which is celebrated at the end of the Muslim fasting month of Ramadan. It’s a family time with people rushing around entertaining their kids and so we decided to escape the hustle and bustle of the city and venture into the desert. Big mistake!

We arrived at 4.30pm and it was 43 degrees C as we left the car for a short trot around the coastline. The sun was dropping in the sky and so the temperature corresponded… slowly. We managed a total of 8 hellish miles. My hubby took this photo at our half way turning point, and I think I may have been cursing him since it was his idea to go out for a desert run initially. As scarily, the place was also deserted. A desert in the true meaning of the word.

Go in the winter months and Qatar’s open spaces are filled with elaborate camps, 4X4s, quad bikers, motocross riders… but mid summer and there’s no one. While it’s nice to enjoy the desert free from the trappings of others, most notably litter, it’s reassuring to feel that if the worst happened there’s someone else nearby to call on for help.

Thankfully, we’re a little wiser this year and are no longer daft enough to tackle Qatar’s deserts in mid summer. Lesson learned the hard way.

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