Sometimes the weather doesn’t inspire me to go running at all. But today was different.
We’ve had more than our fair share of wet and wind this winter. Running under dull grey skies, head down vainly trying to avoid the rain and finishing each run cold, soggy, caked in mud. So today it was great to wake up to a clear, frosty morning, the sort of day that makes fell running a joy!
I headed off to my favourite playground hoping to be inspired by the beautiful Peak District scenery. I wasn’t disappointed: