Home is where the heart is. Yes, that’s very true and I am back home now after a full-on three days working in Llanberis. I’m a lucky man really, I get to do a job I enjoy that takes me to what is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful areas in the UK, or even the World, that also afford me the chance to run there too.
As breathtakingly beautiful as Snowdonia is I was happy to arrive home late last night and get out this morning on my local trails with the dogs.
I was still suspicious about the strength of my ankle so took it steady and I am pleased to report not significant change in the situation there. By “change” I mean I don’t seem to have made it worse.
The dogs were pleased to be out with me and mostly running free. Bear got a bit too excitable in and around the pheasant pens so I had to put him back on the lead for a little while.
6.32 miles in 58:06 is not particularly fast, but I deliberately took a route with some steep ascents and descents. The ascents to get my glutes used to climbing as my run up Moel Eilio proved to me that I am useless, and the descents as, also on that Moel Eilio route, I found fast descents tricky.
I came across some recently harvested fields and found myself on a steeplechase run. The straw had been cut and organised into rows but the path was perpendicular to those rows so I had to hurdle over them as I went. Such fun!
Another good run that wasn’t really what was planned for. Today should have been 90 minutes of intervals but they can wait for another day.