Anyway I ran my 3.62 miles (I couldn't see where halfway was on my Garmin so I carried on a bit) all the while cursing training programmes all of which seem to be written for the flatlands of sunny California, not Macclesfield on a foul January night. I'm 'training' (a term hard to reconcile with a soggy stagger round Macc!) for the Lakeland trails series, of which Hawkeshead is the first, on the 28th April. My programme is a half marathon plan for intermediate runners and is the usual mix of steady runs, tempo runs and the dreaded intervals. I try and do as much as possible on the fells, but sometimes it just has to be on the roads - like last Thursday.
I got back, after about 32 minutes soggy splosh and, as usual after a run, had a smile on my face. I'd done it. I'd gone out when I could so easily have not. And I'd defied the drizzle.
Smile rating for this run: 6/10