I picked the wettest couple of hours of the day! Driving home blue sky began to appear and the sun is beaming still - yet the forecast was heavy rain all day. pah!
After the interesting runs in Canada I promised myself to try new stuff at home. Planned a route last night and put in a lovely (soggy) 15k alongside the Grand Union Canal this morning. So pretty, and a surprising number of people to say good morning too - boats on the move, lock keepers, houseboaters making breakfast, fishermen, a group of waterproofed DofE expeditionists and just one other runner. The ducks, swans and moorhens happily paddling about unphased by the weather while I skipped between the puddles I could actually avoid.
I managed the first fall of my running career! Nothing on the scale of misswobble , but I was heading down the steep side of a bridge over the canal when my trainer just slipped away from me in the wet - down I went, hands and b*m hitting the deck, nothing but my pride significantly hurt thankfully. I wouldn't mind, but I shouldn't even have been on the bridge - the towpath went right underneath it! The Pogues track came up shortly after my tumble
On Friday a huge tree came down just 10 metres in front of me as I was driving towards it. I was incredibly lucky - if I had been a few seconds earlier the car would have been flattened. I did look at a few trees today with suspicion - several were leaning over the towpath and at one point I had to positively limbo underneath a hanging willow!
I'm still troubled by blisters, but maybe not quite so bad today. The jelly babies and electrolyte tabs worked their magic again and another 15k is in the bag. Treated myself to a very welcome hot cup of tea in the cafe before driving home! Hopefully the next run will be a bit drier