Two in one

Wednesday was literally to the beach and back on a grey day – even the beach looked meh. Not gonna lie I dont know why I didnt take a rest day when I had chance, I think the head was saying for christs sake run after work.

Look at it – meh or what

Thursday was better, the sun came out a bit and although the tide was in I did some more hill repeats barefoot, I’m really enjoying that and it feels so much easier to climb that way. Plus I get to see this at the top every time…

Reward for each repeat

Theere were surfers about too to keep me company. I can cope with company when theres zero chance it can talk to me

Those tiny dots are indeed surfers

Brecon wander

Went up the Brecon beacons yesterday.  Out into the bits people don’t tend to go and just hiked around a bit with the dog.  It was pretty cold, then hot, then windy then not. Hey im a poet! We didn’t follow the paths mainly as there weren’t any. Its quite liberating and definitely fun to just go where you please. This did mean we spent a few hours or so falling in bogs, marshes and swamps (we havnt worked out which is which yet) but wet feet is a given these days.  Plus Tilly the dog loved every minute of it even if she couldnt see over the grass much of the time I guess.

Pro tip – Park the car by a big obvious mountain like this one so you dont lose it
Technically we should have been over there but I cannot tell a lie – my directions are shit
Standing stone doing what it does best
Waterfall – slightly on the wonk
Frozen “waterfall” / trickle
Is that the mountain by the car? Oh …
Look I CAN take photos – Tilly in her snazzy coat
Ok we put the dog with short legs on the rock for a photo shoot, she didnt leap there – tiny legs and all that. Though she did exceptionally well seeing as its not really short dog terrain
Reservoir points to car (backup in case of loss of mountain)
“Over there is bog…. over there is marsh ….. over there is swamp” ( I fell in most of them)

More fog and hills and sheep and stuff

Start as you mean to go on and as soon as I was finished with work for the next two weeks I was out to get some miles in. I knew I’d done the run as my watch told me I had but I couldn’t really see much of it.

Thats the sea there on the right and ahead you can’t see the cliffs

I like running in fog to be honest, even if there are other people about I don’t have to see them, I’m not antisocial honest. Plus its true that as with running at night it’s less percieved effort, you just run to the immediate surroundings and don’t worry about distances to things. Hard ot explain but it really is easier to maintain pace when you can’t see.

I climbed up witches point past a new fallen tree obstacle


Realised I was not alone up there. But then again I don’t mind my little buddies and they don’t seem to mind me anymore


Then a slip slidey route home incorporating death defying downhill skiing techniques on the mud paths of the cwms


And a good decision to forget the paths on the way up and climb stright up the grass.

Now all I need to do is to remember to post and not get behind as it’s going to be a busy running two weeks

Wind sprints & leg wobbles

I’m caught up! Kinda – So this was thursday!

4 miles along the beach followed by some more hill work (4 not 6 this time as I’d already done a longer run) so plenty of leg wobbling!  The wind was giving it a good blow and made for some interesting training, wet sand and a headwind equal muscle tiredness.

Always beautiful
The wind was making cool swirling patterns in the sand which I’ve completely failed to capture here but you get the idea I’m sure
Sea being chopped up by the wind – did I mention it was windy?

Valley of the wasps!

On tuesday I rolled down to the beach and the tide was in so I decided to do some hill work either side of the Cwm. I actually managed 3 repeats of 2 hills which doesnt sound much but they are hell steep, by the end I was spent and the legs were distinctly wobbly so I skittered like bambi on acid all the way home.  It’ll all be worth it next time I’m on a hilly course – thats what im telling myself anyway.

On the beginning of the right hand side climb wasps have colonised around 15 feet of the pathway, building nests with small entrances – It makes it a mad dash through so you dont get waspsaulted. Little buggers! Never seen them do this here before.

Spot the wasp!

The views from the top of the cliffs when you get there are always worth it, just takes a while before it all comes back into focus to appreciate it.

View from the right
View from the left


Hey legs guess what? Its hurty time again

Saturday morning and the sun is shining so time to uncreak the legs and go and look for some hills. Ok I knew where they were but the spirot of exploration sounds so much more exciting.

The beach was of course beautiful (but had no hills)

Just enough room to squeeze through
At the top of the ladders is the Cwm – Just what I was looking for
Up here and down to over there
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And then back over there again …. repeat

Rinse, repeat, flail about helplessly when the legs go wobbly and then speed off home quads hurting again – Which I think is leftovers from last weekends jaunt.

So I have short sharp hills – now I need long, long long hills to build up the quads.

Bonus photos!

Taken at the Preseli Beast by Robert at

Hop over and take a read!

Rob caught me in the slate quarries around Rosebush. Guess which I am?
Short sharp climbs
Loved the different terrain here

Cheers for sending them Rob, thanks for not capturing my anguished expression!


A return to waterworld

After even more torrential rain yesterday and overnight it was time to don the flippers and get back out there to explore the new maritime environment and I for one welcome our new aquatic overlords.

Considering the road leading to the fields looked like this I was pretty sure I was gonna get soooo wet

To the left is the stream ….
Yep waterlogged fields ahoy

Thing is that once your feet and legs are wet and the initial shock is done and dusted you’re fine. In fact the water acts as an insulator once it’s up to body temperature. This is my theory and I’m sticking to it. So my advice to any budding trail runners is that you can’t avoid getting wet so don’t tiptoe around it just bang straight on in there at speed and embrace it!

The waterfalls by the ruined mill were looking impressive today
As were the ones running onto the beach itself

I was gonna make this a short run but was enjoying myself so much I went off to do some more water hunting

But first I had to get past aggro cow and his “You looking at me?” expression
And “Orangucow” Part Orangutan part cow
A few miles on and the viws from the clifftops are great, especially when the sun breaks through. Thats one of the beaches I pebbleran yesterday
Thar she blows!  This stream was more of a trickle yesterday – Now to slide down to it
Clear as mud and quite strong but luckily jumpable
Stream 2 is the source of the waterfall from yesterdays post
And heres the top of it
The sun was still giving me some beautiful views
On a whim I detoured as it was still high tide and came across the old Watch House thingy in Derval Woods

The last 3 or 4 miles home were an uphill slog through completely waterlogged fields. I’m sure it’s building up strength in my legs but its a bloody killer at the time.

Even the cabbage field was a veritable stream, ankle deep freezing cabbage water anyone?

They even smell cabbagey despite being tiny

I leave you with another photo of the cliffs in sunlight. Always remember that any run can be a bit of an adventure. Just let your mind go wild and the body will follow. Invent and imagine and nothings a chore.