Horsies and stuff

Sunday (yes I know I’m two days late) was a recovery run so nice and slow and only around 4 or 5 miles. But I saw some stuff.

This dude came running over to say hello. Pretty little horsie
Who then attempted to eat my camera. He was so friendly he followed me for a bit.
The tide was in so it was up onto the cliffs but the surfers were floating about
It was a really clear day and in the distance you can just about make out what I’m assuming is the Gower near Swansea
I came back via the cabbage fields – Sto Lat is —–> way (bonus points if you know what I’m on about)


Long cliff run & happy memories

Sometimes I read blogs or articles where people seem to view the long run as a chore to be endured rather than enjoyed. I know we are involved in an edurance sport but it doesn’t seem logical to me to do something you actually don’t like one bit. I spend the week looking forward to be outside pushing myself for two or three hours

I know I’m lucky to live where I do with beautiful training playgrounds right on my doorstep. It’s why I’m looking forward to spring and summer so much, more time spent outdoors. All I havr to do is not get carried away and injure myself through enthusiasm again.

And to this end I’m ramping up the milage again slowly so yesterday was 12 and a bit miles to Ogmore and back along the cliffs due to tidal forces beyond my control

I truly am lucky. This is the sun rising over the first field I cross containing the ruins of an old monastic grange.
Clifftop crow – He was a biggun!
Looking down to Wick beach from the burial mounds. Not sure of the process that causes the pattern in the pebbles and sea. I probably should seeing as I have a degree in geography
Looking back along the headlands. I start at the far one.
Danger Sheep Danger Sheep does whatever a Danger Sheep does
Running here also brings back memories. As Soak got older she couldnt do a full walk to the beach so I used to bring her here to the deeps. We spent many happy hours with me just sat throwing rock after rock after rock for her to fetch and bring back. She never got bored of it and I never got bored of throwing them because it made her happy. I miss her still but today as I stopped to have a moment here I noticed loads of other dogs pawprints in the sand and it made me so happy that another dog gets to play here.

From shit to sky

The blog that keeps answering the questions you never needed to know the answer to anyway!  How long a run up does a seagull need to get airborne?

This far …. We had some sort of weird seagull race goin on I think

Just 4 miles done today to start to break in these

Dynafit Feline SL- I couldnt resist on ebay as someone was selling them as unworn as “they dont match my jeans …..” I mean really wtf? So basically I’ve rescued a pair of trail shoes from a life as fashion victims for low cost!

One thing about getting wet running to and on the beach is that you dont care about lying in streams to get good low down photos of sunsets.

Cold but worth it
Last of the sunlight