A Windswept Fell Somewhere..

Firbank Fell Race (courtesy of Helm Hill Runners)

It was the sort of day where the thought of going outside, let alone running a rough cross country race, was unthinkable. And until the icy blast swept into the car there had been the illusion that it wasn't going to be that bad. It was. It always is. Wet, windy, muddy, cold. But there were no miles added on to the course, so we had to be thankful for small mercies.

All this was marred by an out of control car driven by a teenager slamming into my car on the way to work the following day...seconds either side and I would have been mashed. My car is probably a write-off. I only bought it 2 months ago. I feel lucky to be still alive...