Today I ran (and walked, and slithered, and retched, and laughed, and stumbled, and ran some more) 10k over Moel Famau in North Wales in blinding fog and biting cold. And I really, really, really loved it.
So just a quick euphoric thanks to everyone who buoyed me up last week and told me I could do it (you were right), and to Sallycycle if you're still about, I lay the blame for this fell thing squarely at your feet (and thanks, again).