Mud, mud, glorious mud
Sometimes you just have to get off the path and into the muddy woods!
Sometimes you just have to get off the path and into the muddy woods!
Living atop a hill that’s one of the highest points in London affords me great views over the city. At this time of year when the heat of the city hits the cold air above we also get a clear picture of the pollution that shrouds it. Up high the air feels clean and crisp,… Continue reading Smoggy skyline
Dulwich Park
There’s been a couple of rainy runs, but so far this month I’ve been reasonably lucky with how the weather has fallen on my training days. This was sunset over Highbury Fields yesterday afternoon. I must confess I did have a little girl call ‘faster faster’ as I plodded past her…
On the river in Shrewsbury.
In grey January countryside colours are muted. Farmland is mired in mud, cattle are shed-bound. Now, it’s hard to believe it’ll ever look different, but that’s one of the great joys of training through winter – watching the world around you, whether that’s London parks or Wiltshire farms, come to life again.
Some mornings are better for running than others. When grey gives way to blue and the mist rises from the grass it’s simply beautiful.