One thing I love (in theory) about running, is that you can
run anywhere. The world is your gym (at
no extortionate prices).
Last week on holiday I hoped I would be able to catch a few
miles, and was so glad I did. My first
run was a gorgeous (enjoyable) 6 miles along the Edinburgh coast, the views
were stunning, as the coast sort of curves you could see for miles with hills and
more coast in the distance, and a gentle sea breeze to cool you down, no wonder
it was as enjoyable as it was.
The other run was a tougher 5 miles, I picked a route I thought was flat (as flat
as you can get in the Scottish Highlands, along a cycle path through a
wood. I struggled through to 5km, then
turned to head back, it was only on the way back that I realised there had been
an incline for 5k, but the 3km back was wonderfully downhill, and catching
glimpses of those mountains made it all worthwhile. Now if I’d been really clever, I’d have run
around the lake (or loch) and met my friends at the end for a quick cool down
swim at the end.
Yes holiday running is
the best!
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