Dancing in the dark

Well, running, but it's the nearest thing I'll ever get to dancing. Maybe I should have combined it with my favourite running song and made a Springsteen compilation called Born to run in the dark.

After a false start on Monday when my new headtorch refused to work, it seems to be ok now and I ran the Camperdown parkrun course in the dark. Came home with a big grin on my face, haven't enjoyed myself running so much since hurtling down Latrigg on 7th September.
And no, I didn't get a pb.

Can't wait till Monday.

Dancing in the dark