Despite not having any intention of running this morning, I somehow found myself warming to the idea over my morning espresso… and was out just after seven.
It was a [I’m actually unsure of correct adjective for a change] morning, warm enough for t-shirt & shorts, windy, fresh etc. It seems to have been raining for days so I was expecting wall to wall mud… but was not looking forward to it.
As it turned out there was very little mud around at all, the ground having comprehensively soaked up any rainwater. I did my standard 5.2 mile circuit out past the Royal Oak, through the woods & back down the magical path and actually found myself really enjoying it.
At one point in the woods I felt that I had been joined by some of my friends, particularly Nick & Daren, who have run through here with me before and I also had the sense that Ric was there too. Ever present, if only in spirit. He would have enjoyed running through there.
It was a lovely little run with plenty to see and think about but no drama… what a great way to spend 45 minutes at the start of the day!