So up the cliffs I go – And its cold and windy and of course its great just to be out. Although I’m not covering half the milage at the moment I’m enjoying it even more when I’m out. This was seven miles to Witches and back (yet again) and I enjoyed every second of being cold and muddy. Not much else to report at the moment. Nights have drawn in and other stuff comes up so it’s kind of nice to let running take a back seat. It’s always noisy in the back seat mind you. Like a child asking Are we there yet? It’s instead saying Can we run now? Can we run now?
No child – You will run when times are right.
I’m slowly getting the hang of this balance thing