I had decided to increase the number of times I go running from 3 times a week to 7 times a fortnight ie every other day. So rather than doing my first run of the week tomorrow, Monday, I went out this morning. Being a non working day I didn't have to go out as early as usual. Just early enough to have time to finish, shower, have breakfast and be on time for bell ringing.
As I walked up the lane, past the farm gates one of the collies came running out to herd me up the road nipping at my feet.
On the long incline up to the walled garden I had my first experience of the gremlins. They were telling me that I should stop running and just walk. I countered by telling them that I was in charge, that I could walk if I wanted to. But as I didn't I slowed down a bit and continued running. The gremlins left me alone
As I passed by the horse field two little Shetland ponies came charging down towards me from the top end. Their legs were going 19 to the dozen and their hooves were beating a tattoo. As they came hurtling towards the fence they wheeled away and went galloping back up the hill. I couldn't help but smile.