Apologies to the blogging community, but this one is for Mum and Dad as they will know the running route we did at running club.
Last nights club run was to start from Branscombe, a place we all know and love.
Out the village hall car park we run UP the hill to the Church, where we paused for a while just to allow our lungs to recover, nothing like an up hill to get the breathing going. We then went through the graveyard, over the stile in to the field and up, vertically to the next stile. Once over this it was left and up before eventually going down the stairway to heaven, to the Sea Shanty. This is the view at this point.
My heart sank whilst at the Shanty, which way would we go? “Please tell me we are not running up there” I said, looking up the hill towards Beer. “No, but you may wish we were” came the reply, “we are going along the beach”.
Now I hate walking on those stones but running on them was so much worse, shifting and sapping the energy out of our legs as we made our way up the beach
We run for about a mile on this stuff before heading up the path on the cliff, (the relics will remember this path) we continued (note I am not using the word ‘ran’) up this narrow stepped path until we got to the top of the cliff and this view.
Then it was back up the hill by the coastguard cottages in Beer to the top path and then down back to Bransombe.
Well relics, little did I know when I dragged you on this route last year, that shortly I would be running it!
It was a beautiful run and this
Well Mum and Dad I thought of you all the way, and knew you would love that I had to run this hard route. What goes around comes around! XXXXXXX