On Saturday I decided to treat myself to a long run. Well I decided and planned on Friday, trying to memorise a route on the map that would take me up onto the hills.
Although I woke early, there was a heavy mist outside and I thought it was off, but as the sun rise higher the mist burned off and by 9 am I was out.
Although I had tried to memorise the map (I didn’t want to carry it) it can be difficult at the best of times to recognise some public footpaths and I ran past my turn off up the hill. Undeterred to find myself in Pendleton, I decided to follow the road route and pick up the other end of the pathway at the Nick of Pendle.
It was fairly steep but enjoyable although walking up hill was taking my HR way above my MAF threshold. I passed the ski slope;
Then soon reached the zenith at the Nick of Pendle. At that point footpaths along the hills cross the road. I went to check the guide on the path, to see if it would take me over to Pendle hill ( for another day) and I saw the gravestone in the first picture. I didn’t know beforehand that it was there. How sad, but what a perfect spot for a pilot to be remembered, that high point with the views of the valleys around.
I turned westward and started downhill.
Progress downhill was rapid! However I got lost. Not badly lost, just when the path reached a farmhouse the way on was not clear and I encountered some boggy slurry type areas. So after a bit of up and down I found my way back to the road. Spotted a rusty machine!
By now MAF was out of the window. I was 5 miles down and had cow pee squelching out of my shoes with every step. I was ready for home!
in the final count, 5.75 miles, average HR 131 (aim 126) max 153. i was quite glad in the end that I wasn’t too far above my MAF for the average! So a rest day on Sunday then back to my flat, slow runs for the rest of the week!