My hamstrings hurt. Three of my toes are blistered, one of them badly. My calf muscles feel like they’ve been pummelled by a steak tenderiser. What a lovely feeling to have the running season back! I came 13th out of 190 in the Radcliffe 12 mile trail race – not the usual fell race but a much flatter course. It was a challenge and sufficiently vaired under foot to keep your mind occupied. i went off from the start like a bullet and knew I was likely to suffer after the half way mark, but suffering’s good, isn’t it.
Special mention to the only uphill section of canal in the whole world, which went on for about a mile. No locks, just ‘flat’ water. The tow path felt like it was about one in ten. Maybe it was just my imagination.