Wild, woolly winds whooshing through Waterloo overnight didn't exactly fill me with joy at 6.45am today but the gales had veered NW and lost a little of their bluster. I nipped out for 50 minutes, seeking shelter and largely succeeding. A wiry, whining, whistling sound emanated from the ropes and masts of the boats at Crosby Marina, and standing water awaited the unwary.
Great stuff, Nessie - not a shabby time for a flattish road '15', let alone a rollercoaster clagfest!
JT - nothing wrong with making such a decision. Your next outing will eclipse the last.
Me, 8pm tonight. Quite a perky 10k, all factors taken into consideration. Back in my trashed Adidas Glide shoes, a fair proportion of off road in the coastal park & over Burbo Bank. Kept meeting a group of lads on bikes who were friendly & respectful.