Set off on brisk walk with glorious sunset straight ahead slightly regretting the planned route and two left turns up ahead which would turn my back on it. A mile later it re-appeared into view, still stunning, keeping the spirits up. My legs were tired from Monday and Wednesday's runs; as the minutes ticked by the sky slowly turned a deeper blue streaked with orange. With two minutes to go, I reluctantly turned away from it again, heading up a hill, my legs slowly turning to lead. Another turn, sweeping slowly round and the copper sky greeted me again - and all downhill to 25 minutes.
If only all runs could be this good for the soul.