It’s from the top of Scafell Pike, looking north.
I’m fortunate to live near the Lake District and England’s highest mountain has been my Saturday morning run for the last few years. Fell-running is perfect preparation for the effort and altitude of alpine climbing.
I run for its own sake, too, and this year, I’m hoping to take part in a few races. I want to test myself and feel tested in competition, going my own flat out, somewhere near the back. Right now, as I begin 2018 recovering from injury-imposed rest, training is more about reducing the embarrassment of being too slow, than increasing any hope of being ‘fast’. But this year, I’ll be giving it a go.