I had a really lovely 6 mile run today along an old favourite route that took me out to Hundred Acre Lane. The run itself took 58 minutes (6.2mph), but I arrived back after an hour and a half… go figure.
En route I had seen my good friend Lew and stopped to catch up on life, the universe and everything and it was great to put the world to rights.
Most of the water had drained away from last weekend or turned into a light surface mud, but there were clay pockets of deep water along the way into which my feet occasionally disappeared. This is probably the reason that I didn’t get invited in for a coffee!
The fact that we’d had a LOT of water was evidenced by what was left of one of the bridges I crossed, shown above. YIKES!