It was raining in a kind of lightweight but persistent way, but after a night of torrential rain I felt that it might be a good morning to test out my new Adidas mud pluggers & make sure that my Gore jacket was still working. I had only a short window of opportunity this morning, but as I ran off down the road, so my phone beeped and the message ‘I thought you were coming early’ shortened it further.
The new trainers seemed quite comfortable, but as Kurt observed, were a bit clonky on tarmac and slippery on wet wood. Strangely, despite the rain and overnight downpour, the was no mud at all, but the undergrowth was sodden wet and the routes onto the Common were not at all obvious. Eventually I braved the stinging nettles and shoulder-high ferns to get through, leaving my wet legs and shorts decorated with hundreds of little seeds.
I ran around the Common once and then another half again so that I could exit more easily and then ran home. 28 minutes, 3.3miles makes just over 7mph which was not bad considering the faffing around getting onto the Common.
My recommendation is not to get run over by a pair of these orange things though… the leaf below was my first casualty!
Get fit me old mucker – I’m trying to get as much practice as possible whilst resting here in rainy France – lots of swimming, cycling and some running, so be ready – the Bok will be back!!