Another 5K, but I decided it was too late to go to Bradgate Park so me, Queen's 'Night at the Opera' and the two dogs went to the field where my glorious running career started.
Unfortunately it hadn't been mowed around the edges so the grass was about knee high (hence the slightly different route). Running through wet, knee-high grass with shorts and vibrams was interesting, very refreshing. Until you realise there are really thick thistles which are invisible in the dying light. They DO make their presence felt in other, more painful ways though sadly.
Oh, and the deaf and going-blind dog completely lost me at the end of the run so you will notice me wandering aimlessly around the field for the last K at a slightly faster pace and cadence trying to catch up with the numpty.
All in all, an interesting run.
If only I hadn't eaten that glorious piece of wife's Bakewell earlier which made this run a zero-calorie count :-(.