We’re now back down south in Wiltshire, with my parents. It’s always lovely to be home. And it’s lovely to be running in Wiltshire. I’ve had two fantastic runs this week.
Wednesday: 6.5 miles
My Mum kindly had the Dude and I set out for six rural miles. Down country lanes edged with hedges and lined with thatched cottages. Past white-tailed rabbits scampering about in fields. Up and down the roller-coaster undulations of Salisbury Plain. Glorious. It started raining half way round – cold, windy, driving rain that lashed my face. But I was grinning on the inside. I love this place. I got home soaked and chilly and the Dude ran around the house, squealing as he tried to avoid me hugging him.
Fri: 7 mile trail run.
Today’s run was very different. I ran some of the same lanes but then veered off onto the wilds of Salisbury Plain – 300 square miles of pretty much untouched land, used by the army for training. I ran on tank tracks of gravel, cinder and chalk. At one point, up on the plain and able to see around for miles, I did feel a little vulnerable – there were some lone men up there, generally with dogs. Obviously it was fine, but I felt a little alone. And then, on the way home, I ran down a bridle path I’d been excited about running but it was a total quagmire of mud after the following rains. I had to stop my watch and clamber half a mile down it. I got very muddy; I like getting muddy. It made me grin inside too. All in all, 7 miles in 1.09.11 at a 9.53 pace. Not speedy but I’ll tell you something, I worked flipping hard!!!
And finally, here’s a couple of snaps of the past few days:
In January, I ran the dramatic total of 64 miles. Oh well…things can only improve
And finally…Sunday is racing day!!! The Longleat 10k with my friend Nicola and blog-reader Madeleine!!! I am very excited. The forecast is grey and cloudy, and maybe some arctic winds but we’ll be grinning inside anyway!