After more than a month sitting pining by the door following the brilliant Eye to Eye event, my mud-caked runners were finally allowed out to play yesterday.
It was a stunningly beautiful day, made more so by the ensemble which consisted of BIG man Daren, and Dai with Henna the dog. We met upstairs at Jack & Jill and traced the well-worn path through Pyecombe and Wolstonbury Hill, to Clayton and the Tank Tracks.
The discussion was heavy-going to start with as we unpacked our general frustrations, but this lightened as the 6 miles rolled by. 1.25 of collegial conversation, with the 4.2mph average reflecting the steepness of the hills and the heat of the day!
