Still slow, but my pace is picking up a bit now.
Notice the ghostly blue figure at about 1.75 miles. Spooky, huh? I swear I only noticed it after I took this image for the blog...
All thoughts are now turning toward Christmas. A few years ago on Christmas morning, a friend and I took my sister's dogs out for a run in the Suffolk countryside not far from her house, while my sister and partner prepared lunch. Without consulting my sister we decided to take the dogs into the marshes near Dunwich - a lovely area on the Suffolk coast, about as far East as you can get in England - but boggy.
It was a beautiful blue winter's day for a run. As we ran down the raised wooden boardwalk into the marsh, the dogs had a great time bounding through the bog on either side.
The dogs we delivered back to my sister were completely covered in mud. Plastered head to tail. Oops.
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