He put me off and by Friday evening we'd cancelled the trip north. As it turns out, Mystic Meg Lawson was bang on the money. The Lake District Mountain Trial was cancelled due to, what I call, piss poor weather. Never am I more glad I didn't drive five hours to the lakes to not get hypothermia for six hours running in the mountains and then drive five hours home. Hats off to Mystic Matthew. Now, the only decision is what to do on my recovery day tomorrow... A spot of baking perhaps....
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