Well…today’s run was eventful.

I’ve only had two falls in 10 years of trail running and today’s was the most embarrassing. Thankfully, only a handful of sheep witnessed my shame as I fell on that notorious obstacle, a flat section of grass. I think I stumbled quite a few steps as I had time to consider my fate and try to avoid the inevitable.

Eventually gravity forced me into a roll and I ended up flat on my front covered in mud, and probably sheep sh*t! I quickly got to my feet and did a brief check to see if anything hurt. I was a bit dazed so stumbled on to the end of the field.

I then noticed the world was a bit blurry and realised I’d lost my glasses! So I retraced my steps and must have looked like Velma hunting for them in the grass.

I set off and checked again if anything was hurting. I felt like giving up and going home but convinced myself I was fine and only my pride was hurt.

The rest of the run was uneventful and I managed to check the section I missed on last week’s Dennison Round attempt. I’m keen to do another run and correct the navigational errors I made.