How wonderful to drive home in the pouring rain after enjoying a week of perfect Welsh sunshine. Monday was a quiet reacquaintance with home, resting from some big runs, and feeling full to brim with fresh air and outdoor adventuring.
We stayed in a perfect stone cottage, curled up by the fire with plenty of wine and cheese, and a hellafresh lot of books. We ran river gorges, explored ancient castles and staggered up some steep hills. As a newbie runner, I felt full of energy and enthusiasm, though could never jump with quite the energy of those lambs..
A week of simple things: good food, fresh air and deep sleep: the perfect way to wake up to Spring.
I love Wales, this looks perfect.
A beautiful post!