Soggy

Another soggy run - and cold. Where the hell has Spring gone?

Flaxley Wood was the destination of today's run. An easy, meandering seven miles with 1,000 feet of ascent run at a leisurely pace. Me, Helen and the dogs. Unusually Pedwar had a bit of life in him. The rest of us didn't, well, I didn't but it's the getting out there and doing it that counts.

Tomorrow we're off to Mynydd Troed for a recce with my Chepstow crew. And later this afternoon I might, just might, hop on the bike for an hour...