After almost perfect driving conditions out on the roads yesterday, this morning dawned very wet. We ran from Nick’s place and it was fun to go somewhere completely new for a change… even if I have absolutely no idea of where we went or how we got back. At times I had the feeling that Nick didn’t know where we were either, but I’m sure this was just feigned.
The run was a mix of delicious, lightweight and very wet mud in a parky sort of area; a nasty road with no path and lots of fast-moving traffic; a forest firebreak with big trunks across and deep slippery clay-mud, another road like the previous one; and a pavement through a build-up area, where the puddles seemed to be jumping out at me as I ran past. This latter may have been something to do with Nick’s foot… I don’t know.
At one point he managed to thwack me with a medium sized tree: I thought it was a little unsporting bearing in mind we were clinging to the side of the dangerous road to avoid being collected by a car roaring past at the time.
I was also surprised by the drains in the locale. It’s a fairly upmarket area, but even in the forest I kept getting whiff of them from time to time. Later I realised it wasn’t the drains…
So, our run was a very wet 6.6 miles in a breathy 58 minutes. Great fun for a change, but can someone buy Nick an OS map before I return?
heehee – you sniffed out my secret weapon – that will teach you to run BEHIND me… 😉