I met Marco and Athole on Sunday for a wee run in the Kilpatrick hills and beyond... somewhere between Hardgate, the Whangie the West Highland Way. Marco found superb "shortcuts" through half frozen mud, super boggy bogland, heather and anything which was the most unrunnable terrain I have ever tried. Ever! But Marco spotted even more exciting torturous ground, hidden trenches (loads) hidded rusty wires. My feet wet and subzero cold, numb without control in places, bending and overstretching in all directions. I was worried that they actually turned black and then potentially had to be amputated.
Despite us going race pace (Marco was leading!) it took us two hours for the first 9 miles. And still 10 to go. And it was getting dark already... The run ended with an extra treat: A special foot massage for me on hard ground and few miles on tarmac. I was wearing MudClaws!
But I have to admit I enjoyed (almost) every minute of it. A run offering an unmatched variety of underfoot conditions. Highly recommened!