15th April The one with rain, dogs and flamingos

  

Opening the door of my house to be greeted by sheets of rain bouncing down onto the road did make me question what on earth I was doing as I set off towards Blidworth woods for a planned 10kn jolly. By the time I arrived it was still raining and the temperature had dropped from 16 to 9 degrees in the space of my 15 min drive. Thankfully by the time of our appointed start the bible black clouds had started to roll away on the breez

Whilst running in the rain isn't anyones idea of fun, running after it had rained is another matter altogether. Everything just feels and smells to fresh and alive. We had gone from torrential to tropical in the space of a few mins. So tropical that even the flamingos apeared (my shorts)

My head cold still hasn't fully cleared up meaning that I ran with a nose that transformed from bunged up to running tap almost at will. And the route was one of multiple false summits and turns in the trail that always seemed to lead further away from the car park rather than back towards it.

But at the end of the day it was a glorious (if hard) 10km run with buddies and barking companions.