I’m experimenting with Friday as long run day so I can do some shorter, slower runs with MrU on the weekend. Wasn’t really up for it today but had an unexpected chunk of free time and some sunshine so thought would head out and see what happened. My new trail shoes were still disgustingly muddy from earlier this week so I thought I might as well get some bonus time in them before cleaning them and avoid the pavements which are still a little icy. There’s a lovely walk across fields to the next village which I’ve never attempted running. Today was to be the day!
I’d forgotten how many stiles and kissing gates this route has, and also failed to notice how much of a hill there is at the start. I was glad of the time clambering over the stiles to catch my breath. Even though I’d slowed and slowed, the gradient was still a challenge. Once I reached the crest of the hill, I was rewarded with the sight of three buzzards hunting and a glorious gentle descent. I’d also forgotten that to get to the next field, there’s a short stretch of lane to walk along. Luckily the sun had melted the ice on one side and I jogged slowly and carefully to the next gate a little way along.
Usually this field sits empty but today, there was a cool of chickens who thought I’d come to feed them. Sadly, I had nothing to give them. By this time I’d warmed up and was having a great time. Gloves off, jacket off, short sleeves and a fine coating of mud was plenty to keep warm enough.
On a whim, I took a footpath I’d never been up. It led straight up a massive hill, though a little woodland and straight up again to a super view across the valley. I couldn’t spot the next gate so decided the best course of action was to retrace my steps and head down again. Next time I’ll take a map with me. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught movement in the trees. Two roe deer. One with impressive horns.
Back at where I’d diverted off, I decided to keep going towards the village where I knew rewards would be found. I had to paddle through an ankle deep puddle. Not my favourite part of the run but my shoes drained quickly and my feet didn’t complain too much. The paths turned to gravel, and then pavement, and then the cafe was in sight for a biscoff blondie (delicious) and a coffee (much needed). I even sat outside in the sunshine. My watch told me I’d covered 8.5km which I was thrilled with given the challenge of the terrain. I could happily have left it there, but on the walk back home I chose a nice little flat (or as flat as it gets!) section to add the final 1.5km to take it to the 10km long run that’s officially on my HM plan this week.
As I was walking back, I saw a heron just sitting in a field. It’s not often my camera comes out quickly enough to catch one in flight but I’m pleased with this picture from today.
Back home now to deal with muddy trainers and a very muddy (but happy!) me!
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