>After a week of rapid thaw (in terms of snow cover at least), the first day of 2011 dawned distinctly colder again and ended with me having completed my longest post-op run yet. More importantly I have reached my objective of completing what used to be my regular 14km training route. A massive and psychologically important milestone.
And so 2010 came and went, a year that has tested my optimism to the full and the sanity of everyone else around me to the maximum in the house of a grumpy injured runner. Thankfully 2011 has started with such promise, my long awaited ambition to get back, at the very least, to running the round up to and over Potter Fell has been achieved, a run which not such a long time ago seemed so effortless and simply part of greater things but one that throughout 2010 and most of 2009 was a distant dream.
Six months ago I told myself that if I could be running properly on the lower fells by the winter I would be happy, at times it hasn’t felt like a certainty and even now I have my fingers crossed every time my feet make contact with the heathery tussocks underfoot. I also said it would be great if Seren, our households true fell runner could actually come running and for the first time she joined me on a proper run and managed not to be of any mechanical assistance – only pulling when she saw her favourite fell dish – Herdwick sheep.
So we can start the new year looking forward. Keith sent me a text from his High Altitude training camp in Switzerland (aka nice two bedroomed flat somewhere in the mountains) to remind me that the mountain marathon season starts in little more than 3 months time and this year it could be a long one, long runs still seem an awful long way off but at least we’re now on the move again.