Lorna’s post-execution description of her recent Jogle adventure. A great read 🙂
After two long days of running on asphalt, I was relieved to see the start of a trail that I was going to take. The B7078 winds its way through southern Scotland, criss-crossing the M74 from time to time. I walked down the stony path and smiled to myself. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of being alone on a trail, running at your own pace, enjoying nature. After 33km that day, I still had 7km to run on this path, then 7km on the road to my campsite. Life was good.
The path was wide and comfortable for running. To my right was a forest of dense trees and to my left were small mounds of grass, with occasional clearings where you could pitch a tent if you needed to.
I came to a section of the path that had…
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