50/50 or phone a friend

A good run doesn't always depend on your destination or your route, rather who you are running with.

This week I've struggled on my tod, knees screaming, back aching, on short runs around the local roads.

Cue mate swinging by en route to Wales and a glorious sunny morning and suddenly I've a 45 minute run under the belt, more freckles and found some fantastic new trails up the zig zag off Hill Road, round the mount behind to the cricket club and discovered the wee castle on the golf course.












Finishing off with a return jaunt along the seafront to show him Clevedon's showpiece probably made it one of the most picturesque circuits around.

And it's left me fired up for some more.

So give your mate a call and get running.

We even mentioned the BG words...







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