Squelch

Church.
Lunch.
Hills.

Isn't Shropshire magnificent? Yes, it is. Today was a total mud fest up Haughmond Hill and I had a squelching soundtrack for the majority of my run. There's nothing you can do but just get stuck in. I am a clean freak and hate dirt but there are some things in life that should never be clean, such as walking boots and Land Rovers. I think I'll add Trail shoes to that list. People keep telling me about the benefits of joining a running club. I can only see one real benefit at the moment: somebody to keep watch while you pee behind a bush.