So who makes it to these Sunday runs anyway? Well Mike and Adam are stalwarts, core personnel, while Amanda and I try to turn up more often than not; lately though Daniel and Craig have become regulars (not Daniel Craig, of course, as that would be slightly scary) and that's great. Route setting honours go, mostly, to Mike or Adam though and today they decided that we should venture down to Finsbury Park. It's a touch further than we would normally expect I grant you but then that is the joy of Sunday; we push the boundaries. In this mood we made our way over to the Parkland Walk and our very own slice of heaven:
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| There's nothing not to like about this idyllic scene! |
As you might imagine this ex-railway track is popular with runners and this morning was no exception; even so none of them could compare for either grace or style with our light-footed band. Beyond this there was certainly no one around who could match us for either volume or fervour; the House of Commons has nothing on this lot once they get started on a particularly meaty subject. Who better to put the world to rights? Still the intensity could only fade a little once we'd turned around (after supping brackish water) and started on the climb. Mike and I peeled away a little to celebrate his "four runs a week" fitness and in no time at all we were at the end of the path.
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| Coming through... |
Almost the end of our tale really apart from a little burn up Jackson's Lane and then a slightly more extended burn up Hampstead Lane. What else can you do when there's a slow cyclist in view and you've got it in your head that you can catch them? Despite this exuberance we all enjoyed a great run this morning, I believe, with no injuries, quite a lot of sweat and much satisfaction. A bit like tidying up your garden but with less in the way of slugs!
Distance: 8.8 miles
Time: 1h 18m 02s