It was a lovely weekend. Paula and I went out for a short walk of 5 miles or so from Elterwater on Sunday (I just couldn't resist going back!), with lunch at the Three Shires Inn, and Lindsay took me out for a ramble over Scout Scar on Monday morning, before we went off to Low Sizergh for a late lunch.
My legs didn't enjoy the Bank Holiday as much as the rest of me, and even this morning they were very achey in a few places. The plan was to go down to the club training session at Knight's Grange, meet up with Helen and Ken's group and do an hour with them, then carry on and put in some extra to give us a couple of hours' running. I wondered whether I'd manage 2K before blowing up, or 22 if my body settled down to some reasonably slow going on flat ground.
In the event I needn't have worried about an early bath. After 10 minutes, I felt fine - it was Helen who was having problems with a sore knee she'd acquired on Sunday's long run.
It was another lovely bright, not-too-warm evening, and we started off with a warm-up lap before heading out with Ken along the Whitegate Way, out on a loop past the stables, and back home via Sherrat's Rough. Coming back up Grange Lane, we decided on a smaller loop down to the river and back via the Red Lion and the middle of town. It was another enjoyable run in good company, at least so long as I can forget about the idiot in the car who decided it would be good fun to bellow at us through the window as the vehicle passed with in a few inches of us. It annoys me that that kind of thing always makes me start, however commonplace it is.
We finished as it began to get dark, and again it felt like a bonus to have got such a good run in on a weekday evening.
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