Racing ish

I went to Mearley Clough on Tuesday, which is a wonderful fell race up the other side of Pendle Hill. 

A sunny night, beautiful scenery, a very steep climb and free pasta in the pub afterwards all contributed to a great evening. 

I ran round with a friend from running club and another friend who was doing her first fell race so we had good fun and I managed to take a few photos. My friend Sam loved it and even got a spot prize for doing her first race. Hopefully she’ll be back for some more. 


Yay.  I did a race. It’s been a while.

The wonderful Anni Waltz.

It was hard. I’m not sure of my time cause I forgot to switch strava off but I fear it might be a PW.

2010 3:02

2012 2:57

2014 2:56

Obviously I should have done it last year. I didn’t realise. No wonder my running yin and yang has been disturbed.

But it’s good to race and try hard…ish.  Isn’t it?

I ran a great line of Dale head but then decided this wasn’t good because all the people I had gone quicker than came past me on the climb up High Spy.

Anyway,  it was the usual fabulous event that rounded off some lovely camping days  in the lakes.

I just need to keep racing now


Just the Usual

img_2075We have a lovely five mile run that goes from the house. I often do it with my running friends. And now the boys are old enough to leave without supervision, I’ve started doing it with my wonderful husband.

I created the route many years ago and it’s funny to think that it was once referred to as “the long run”.

Now we sort of laugh at it when we do it cause it’s the bog standard five miles when you can’t think of a more imaginative run.

But it’s actually a lovely run with beautiful views and not too much climb. It’s a perfect run.

My yoga teacher says you shouldn’t do the same run, the same way round, over and over again because of yin and yang. She said you should change the direction from clockwise to anti and vice versa.

We still usually go the same way round

We are so fortunate to have such places and the ability to run round them. Even if it’s rather slowly.

I was looking for swimming holes in the beck. I didn’t find many.

More Moors

Had a rainy and windy run round Walshaw Moor yesterday.  This included Crow Hill, the Alcomden Stones and Ponden Kirk.

It involves quite a bit of heather and bog jumping in between secret grouse shooting tracks and paths.

It appears to be total wilderness …….although after getting home and reading Inglorious by Mark Avery (which I have meant to read for ages) I am looking at the moors in a different light.

Still Swimming

We’re still swimming. The last couple of times my sister has gone in without a wetsuit. She says it doesn’t have the same effect without a wet suit and yes she is correct. It feels very easy with a wet suit. You hardly feel the cold and you definitely don’t get the endorphins and shakes afterwards. It’s much easier to recover .

that said I’ve continued to wear a wet suit  partly cause it’s so much easier and partly to keep an eye on my little sister after the falling back in incident.

She thinks it’s hilarious and calls me the swimming enabler. I even helped someone off with their neoprene sock last week. img_2036img_2068