Monday and Wednesday nights are club runs nights. During the winter these used to be around town, up and down hills, round the housing estates. Things changed after the clocks sprang forward. Now we meet at a disclosed location out-of-town to mostly run off-road, and I am loving it.
I get to see, unseen by me. parts of Devon. We have run through beautiful woods, along scenic cliff tops
on rocky tracks, through streams, over stiles, through gates. We have run past sheep, lambs, horses, rabbits, donkeys, we have dodged, sometimes not very successfully their waste products! I have seen bluebells like I have never seen before, carpeting woods, covering fields, growing in hedge rows, I am in love with bluebells.
Monday nights run, we were told would be muddy, I sensibly opted for black socks and trail trainers. On arrival at designated meeting spot I was informed that this is the muddiest route they do! Oh joy. Now I have written about mud here before on more than one occasion, but this mud was on a different level. It was marshy, boggy, DEEP mud. Running was tricky, walking dangerous as anything too slow meant you would get stuck. On more than one occasion I could feel the goo pulling at my trainer wanting to take it from me.
This mud was knee-deep but oh it was fun, the screams, squeals and laughter must have been heard for miles. By the time we got to mile 1 not only had it taken nearly 17 minutes but I was already exhausted, my feet were squelching and my trainers very heavy. Fortunately the route was shortened to enable us to get home before dark! I can honestly say I have never been so muddy.
I drove home bare foot and left my trainers outside for two days in the hope they would get stolen! No luck there, so have just scrubbed them with soapy water and they are presently drying on the door step.
Great fun, great run, and the views amazing.
but remember to enjoy the view at the top we had to get to the top and we did that more than once. Running club tonight, can’t wait!