Crosscountry season arrived with a thud. Fast but windy opener at Leigh. Monster was in her element running around clapping at people. No mud to play in though.
Only one big run for me, but my first since the ankle screwing injury at the Saunders. 28km in the Lakes on my own with 3,000m of vertical and 8 Wainrights ticked. Freezing cold on the tops, no time to stop for many photos, just the one solo tree.