Dark, blustery, wet mornings. So much better to stay in bed rereading Wuthering Heights than running. But my legs were shouting at me and then Fishypieface posted about her pavement crushing run to Bronski Beat and I knew I'd have to ditch Heathcliff and just get on with it.
Well I certainly felt like Cathy being blown about on the N. York moors down the leafy lanes of Gloucestershire. But it was a very liberating experience as I ran with just a key & my new Garmin watch. No faffy phone or music, just the wind and a little vibration at every km (5km today). It reminded me that I love running with the elements and even if they make the run harder, it makes you feel all the more alive. So thanks for getting me out for the first run of the year!
As for Heathcliff, we have parted company. It was my mum's favourite book & I was reading it to her this time last year. She died on 5/1 when we were on chapter 9. I couldn't continue for ages but finally picked it up again at Christmas and now I can move on.