Up the hill

Slick pavements, Water dappled cars. Air heavy as the blacked sky. But, it's not raining. Yet. Snippets of swoosh, spish of Six am traffic, And Kings of Leon play In a Cold Desert. This time, I'm faster, further. But the hill feels steeper. Burning lungs, knee twinge, and embarrassment, As an old man cycles past … Continue reading Up the hill

New year’s run

So, after a hiatus: Christmas, I donned the karrimors. Wiping sleep from my eyes to log on to the Marathon App. My hood up to greet the dark morning: Rain free, cold, splatterly puddles. I spotted 20 odd Christmas trees lying on their sides, like New Year's party casualties. Birds sang loud as I raced … Continue reading New year’s run