Fell running

I took part in a fell run on Saturday evening and I am paying for it big time today as my thighs feel like leaden lumps and I'm looking wistfully at adverts for stair lifts.

I've never intentionally been down a hill so fast in my life, but it was fun though! I was a bit concerned that I would end up on the tarn at the bottom if I din't stop in time. Still, I could have claimed I was just after a refreshing dip.

I think I could get a liking for fell running, especially on sunny summer evenings when there're not many people around and the fells are beautifully clear. It's funny how you think you can't continue but somehow you keep going. Then, once you've finished and have recovered, you get a case of selective amnesia and forget all about the pain - bit like childbirth really!