I ran with the Striders on Wednesday evening. As the evenings lighten, the possibilities of running off-road begin to increase again. We meet, hear brief words from our captain, Martin, form ourselves into groups, and get out quickly to make the most of the light. It's pleasing to see fellow runners progressing, moving up to join faster pace groups, though I stay with the slow-to-mediums.
We ran up over Seaford Head, to Hope Gap, back towards the Golden Galleon and up the hill we have dubbed Sheep Hill. It was a glorious evening, offering fine prospects of the Seven Sisters and we managed most of the course in daylight. I felt puissant, running well on the ascents. There are few runs left before Brighton.
Nevertheless, with an old friend's funeral to attend the next day, I could not help thinking that I, and every other runner there, has only a finite number of runs left. So we must make the most of them.
The funeral meant no running today, but tomorrow there is the Good Good Friday Run.

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