Still out there

Once again I realise im running far far more than im blogging.  In fact I’m back to running a fair deal again, its a 50 mile week again without counting the dog walks too. But the important thing isnt the mileage its the time spent outside with Murph. I was considering funning a fell race yesterday and was about to then realised that I would prefer to go for a long run with Murph rather than leave him home and race.  And it was the right decision.  It was better to be in a forest with him than up a mountain without him.  Priorities change I guess although I am pondering the future too – I mean where does all this training go?  To be honest it’ll probably be next year before I run any races and that will probably be Preseli up first but then what?  The thought of a 50 miler intrigues me as its the next logical step but I know how blown out I am on 32. Who knows!  Less introspection more photos they cry!

Gotta love the clods

And the sunsets

Happy dog is happy

This …. is progress.  Thats a field full of sheep – thats one dog with strong hunting instincts behaving perfectly. training is paying off

Give me a treat I have just run several miles

A dog in a forest is better than no dog up a mountain

 

More fog and hills and sheep and stuff

Start as you mean to go on and as soon as I was finished with work for the next two weeks I was out to get some miles in. I knew I’d done the run as my watch told me I had but I couldn’t really see much of it.

Thats the sea there on the right and ahead you can’t see the cliffs

I like running in fog to be honest, even if there are other people about I don’t have to see them, I’m not antisocial honest. Plus its true that as with running at night it’s less percieved effort, you just run to the immediate surroundings and don’t worry about distances to things. Hard ot explain but it really is easier to maintain pace when you can’t see.

I climbed up witches point past a new fallen tree obstacle

Realised I was not alone up there. But then again I don’t mind my little buddies and they don’t seem to mind me anymore

Then a slip slidey route home incorporating death defying downhill skiing techniques on the mud paths of the cwms

And a good decision to forget the paths on the way up and climb stright up the grass.

Now all I need to do is to remember to post and not get behind as it’s going to be a busy running two weeks