I made two decisions this morning.
From one perspective, both were wrong. From my perspective though, both were right.
I could have run Market Harborough parkrun – flat, mostly tarmac. But I chose Corby – slightly undulating and 90% mud.
I could have run in trail shoes. But I chose VFFs.
Corby is my home parkrun. I’m on first name terms with lots of the folks there. And besides, I had a feeling the weather would affect the turnout, so I thought I’d show some solidarity.
My trail shoes aren’t especially effective in really slippy-slidey mud and have a habit of collecting it and enabling me to carry it round the course in some sort of mud redistribution programme. And I find wet shoes and socks – often before I start – uncomfortable. Wet feet in VFFs are somehow more natural and acceptable (I know; it makes no sense to me either).
So. I could barely stay vertical, corners and slopes were particularly interesting. But was fun. Wet, muddy fun. And speed was irrelevant. Staying upright and having fun were the order of the day.