The best laid schemes o' mice an' men

As usual, the best laid schemes o' mice an' men, ang aft agley and on the complete fly Mrs J and eldest decided that they wanted to go to the countryside. So I donned my running kit, 3 pints of fluid, map, compass, hat, buff, sunglasses, and back pack, and they left me at the statue of Sir Winston Churchill in Westerham, Kent.

I said my goodbyes and then trotted off to think of my way home, what I found really weird was that normally if we get a map we plan a route that is the shortest/quickest way back but the distance was less than 20 miles so had to design a route that was both interesting and still didn't leave me in the lurch too close or far away from home.

I initially was fixed to only certain routes back over the M25 as the route was set by the number of bridges and their location and after that the trail was my own and I managed to to only hit about 10 miles of road and the other 15 pure trail and woodland path. Jeez, it was hot today and was really happy I had my sun gear on and again asked a friendly house owner for some cold water.

The training of late is taking it toll on me but the weather was very warm today, I was on a very hilly course, I was by myself, the only things I spoke to were a chubby little farm cat, a fox and the nice water provider. The scenery was out of this world today, so in all a nice run