Going Clubbing
Ah, Fridays. Always ready to throw something silly at you. This one was an unexpected trip to the vet, but fortunately it didn’t stop me getting through to Capel Curig for this year’s big MPS club meet-up at the ULGMC hut.
Ah, Fridays. Always ready to throw something silly at you. This one was an unexpected trip to the vet, but fortunately it didn’t stop me getting through to Capel Curig for this year’s big MPS club meet-up at the ULGMC hut.
On Friday, Porthmadog was the hottest place in the UK.
On Saturday morning, I awoke to snow on the tops!
Well, quite a bit to report on from the last couple of weeks. We’ve had a weekend in the Peak District, some snowy fell runs, a race, and a ramble.
Christmas and New Year have, despite my best intentions, been relatively running-free. It was therefore with eagerness (and a hint of guilt at my seasonal excesses) that I set off onto the Glyders a few days ago.
A rather exciting weekend, consisting as it did of the first truly snowy run of the year, and then a family trip to see The Who.
First snowy run of the year: always fun, and I think the circulation has even returned to my toes now.