So it was a bit of a grey start this morning but I've been looking forward to getting out there all week and was determined to enjoy it whatever the weather.
Managed to find my way round the route I'd planned to do a couple of weeks ago and then got lost on. As originally thought when followed correctly it was just a tad under 11k - so my longest run so far. Still this was very much more a case of the journey being more important than the distance (and that's the journey in my head as well as underfoot) as I unwound after a busy week.
No worries allowed, shoulders relaxed, legs feeling good and feet kissing the ground in true Oldfloss style. All's right with the world again - a new trail discovered and a lazy Sunday ahead....
Happy running everyone 😊