So, this is probably going to start as a quick post which turns into a long waffle, winding round and round till finally getting to the point. But hey – you start rambling more as you get older. And I’ve been meaning to write about this for a while now.
After a grand day out on the Lakeland Trails 23k in June, I decided to keep the trail race ball rolling by booking on the Lakeland Trails Keswick event, opting for the 15k challenge. With my base training from June’s adventures, I figured I could keep on running over summer and be ready to maybe go for a quicker time. But the best laid plans and all that – short breaks to Whitby, a family holiday to Arran and just way too much heat (and maybe too much too eat) over summer meant I didn’t get out to train anywhere near as much as I would have liked. I found myself in the position where I was just out to get round and enjoy the route, which is no bad position to be in.
In the last eight months or so, I’ve restarted something I used to really enjoy but got out of the habit of doing – running. I say running. Truth be known, it’s more of a shuffle than anything else. My running style has been called many things – Phoebe from Friends, efficient (meaning I don’t pick my feet up too much). But it gets me round the miles faster than I could have walked them, so it’s running.