With only a thin top and my shorts I braved the cold, running tonight rather than jogging. Focussed on my torch light and the path ahead, blinkered. I didn’t even … Continue reading Run to the cross 37
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Out across the park in the biting cold, when earlier the sun had been streaming into the back garden. Running along and in prayer, I spot some children playing in … Continue reading Run to the cross 24
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Halfway through the runs, it’s almost like routine now. Rain pouring but out I go in the rain, but something is different, the country seems to be closing down. People … Continue reading Run to the cross 20
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Out across the woods to join the guild wheel, a dark but wonderful path to follow at night with animals jumping out when my head torch highlighted the bushes. I … Continue reading Run to the cross 17
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Some days the rain is relentless in Britain, it’s a wonder we don’t all live in boats. But despite the rain and wind and cold, I managed to get out … Continue reading Run to the cross 13
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Out of the door and down the lane. I can see, as this is the first run I have done in the light. Paths are no longer small pockets ahead … Continue reading Run to the cross 11
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Out into the biting cold, muscles aching, fumes choking, and not quite sure which direction to go. I catch my thoughts ‘why am I doing this?’ Then after a while … Continue reading Run to the cross 10
