Off to France tomorrow so today was the last chance for a run before my legs get tired from skiing rather than running or cycling.
Saturday morning so Herb and I set off with Izz to Silsden for a long slow one. Ten was the appointed distance, so me, Herb and a rather unenthusiastic Izzy set off down Holden Lane towards the canal. Lovely day, and one that couldn't make its mind up whether it was cold or not. Gloves, no hat and jacket were the clobber of choice, and a very steady pace of about 8:20 was the level of effort.
It was grand - Izz was remarkably well behaved, and entertained herself by racing ducks along the towpath. Legs were ok, but felt it by the end.
Job done - now for packing, skiing and a cheeky beer or two.
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