Turning point

While the bit of ground between the path up the hill and the pipeine remains a poggy wet mess of mud and leaves, I have no intention of going on the track up to the old(er) pipeline. Younger and more sure of their footing runners (in other words harriers) are welcome to enjoy the thrills.

I'm just feeling grateful that despite all the dramas, I can still run more than walk for more than a half hour. That will satisfy me, these days.

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