Run, Fenner, Run

On Tuesday morning I had to go and drop something off in Hutton Roof on my way to work. Rather than going back down to the A65 once I'd done that, I took the lane that runs from Hutton Roof down to Lupton.

Just by Obinhole Wood, I saw this sign and I suddenly had the most tremendous urge to go for a run: I could feel it in my legs, mostly my thighs. These beautiful, clear late winter days are a rarity up here and I want to make the most of them.

As it was, I had to go to work. Plus, I almost certainly would have come a cropper; there are still enough patches of ice to make sure of that!