It’s so easy to forget how lucky you are sometimes. We blow insignificant issues out of all proportion. I was thinking this as I ran the clifftops to the burial mound, one of my favorite places to sit and watch the channel as a break. The fields atop the cliffs are as beautiful as the beach itself I just forget to appreciate them. I guess having lived around here all my life I take much of the scenery for granted – and I shouldn’t. So this post is for the unappreciated parts of runs, the fields and lanes that piece it all together.
Run-wise it was a quick 5 miles, everything felt pretty good and I noticed my pace on the flat has naturally fallen back into the 8-9 min per mile pace that feels quite comfortable. Still blowing too hard on hills but who doesnt!? (rhetorical question)
Blue Green Gold Grey, Awyr Maes Tywod Aarreg 
Beautiful. Never take it for granted … a single trip to a big city cures that! It does for me at least 😉
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I try not to go there. I still can’t work out why people like living on top of each other lol
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