Running has taken a bit of a back seat in January. Not to anything important, I should stress, but a back seat nonetheless. Things needed to change. On Monday, I found a break in my day, struggled into my running kit and headed out of the office.
A satellite found me eventually and I set off, blown by the breeze.
Running in the wind is fun!
Running in the wind is not fun!
I decided I would be better off away from the trees. Considering the wind and all that. Unfortunately…
This bridge in the wind was worse than Khazad-dum*.
*Okay, so maybe it wasn’t.
Then I turned a corner and headed back into the wind. Slowly.
As I neared the office, I debated whether to add on an extra loop. I had some making-up to do for all of those missed runs in January so I thought, why not?
As it turns out, this was a good decision.
Traffic chaos I can cope with; I’m not so keen on getting squished by gigantic trees though. That extra loop meant I avoided that stretch of road at just the right time. Gulp!
So the lesson I have learnt is this: running in really strong wind should only be done well away from trees. To this end, I’m off to check the forecast; I’m due to do a night run this weekend at Haldon Forest Park and something tells me there might just be a tree or two (thousand) to contend with.