My local parkrun, 500m from my front door, has now relocated for the rest of the winter. (I'll wager the council will find a way to persuade this to be permanent.)
The relocation is six miles away by car, five by bike on a pisspoor route. There was a time I'd have run there and back, but not right now. My mind set at present is, if I've got to use tlh's car to get to parkrun I might as well do some tourism. Plus I suspected today would be chaos as there is very limited parking at the new venue.
So I went back to Cranleigh, with an "attack the big hill both laps" plan, and, it being a tadge drier, and with a successful execution of my plan, heck I even warmed up, I took nearly two minutes off my time from last week. 31:23. I like Cranleigh because not one yard is on tarmac or surfaced paths. Mudtacular.
(Then I turned my ankle walking back to the car - eejit)
), and a general unfitness on foot means I won't be going
