8th April Beautifully horrible
So my first evening run after the clocks went forward. I know what took me so long I hear you ask. This involved a litte trip across to Blidworth to meet up with the Stonehill Runners possee for what I can only describe as a 'beautifully horrible' 9km of undulating sandy trails.
What didn't help was that looking at the other assembled runners I quickly realised that they were all part of the fast(er) group which meant that even their 'nice and steady' pace would leave me floundering off the back of the pack. Which it did.
Add to that a head cold, a barking cough (which really confused the three dogs) and it was a rather brutal return to evening trail running. But the fact that it was warm, dry and light just about overshadowed all the negatives.

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