Well, wondrous bop records aside, I'm still bereft by the lack of "Tour telly" this year so, as I said I would, I'm trying to channel my grief into my running.
Actually, I'm trying to get a few longer runs under my belt anyway. My weekly mileage has been not too bad as of late (55 mile a week or so), but it's all been wee bits here and there. Very little of any real substance to it.
Saturday saw us away for the day shopping so I thought yesterday I'd try to get a long un' in (18 miles).
I also decided that if I was going to be out for that long, I might as well make some of the run "off road" and try to give the old legs a bit of a rest from the relentless pounding they get on roads. Good move? Well maybe....
Part of the run I ended up doing took me along the mile or so pathway from Brandsmill to Little Pinkerton. A pathway recently "upgraded", fenced and signposted by our local cooncil as part of its "core path strategy" (whatever that is).
Went out for a bit of a run today along by the Black Loch, again "off road" but this time I managed to keep clear of overgrown areas.
Roll on winter..