Well I feel like quite a fraud. I had all these plans to carry on running on holiday in the Lakes. Nope.
We camped near Lake Windermere on a lovely site with lots of footpaths around and beautiful scenery. I started off with good intentions, oh yes I did. I took my gear with me and was all set.
However. It was a lot colder than I've been used to, and I REALLY underestimated the rainfall in that area. We spent most of the week damp and cold, although we had a wonderful time.
We did lots of walking (including a jaunt to the summit of Coniston Old Man - on the only rainless day of the week - and various waterfalls). So the long and the short of it is I was active all week and the ground everywhere was soggy so I just didn't run. And apart from anything else, the air bed plays up my back and hips so I wasn't on my best form for running.
Excuses over. Most of the camping stuff is put away now and most of the washing is done, so tomorrow the running routine begins again.
I take off my hat to anyone who has to contend with those kinds of weather conditions on a daily basis. I generally have it easy in Norfolk. It's been mostly dry since I've started this running lark. I'm not sure if I would have had the same staying power if I lived up north. Good on you, Northerners, keep up the good work! I'm very glad to be a soft Southerner at this point. Back to the gentle hills and flat roads!