I’ve been running in the evening a fair bit recently and in winter that means pounding the pavements.
However a duo of *good things* coincided tonight, enabling me to go off road. An earlier than usual appearance by Mr Parklover, coupled with a bright sunny day, left me with just about enough time for a run around Hurst Wood before the light faded.
Actually, I thought the sunset might be quite spectacular tonight, after such a sunny day. It wasn’t anything special – but stepping off the pavement and onto a dirt track was special, and so was the feint whiff of soil and manure as I ran, rather than the tinny burn of exhaust fumes in my nostrils.
Lighter nights will bring more off road running. I can’t wait, and neither can my joints.