In time honoured Westies style, after less than 10 days gentle jogging after being off with injury for months, I did this brilliant club race. There was nothing brilliant about my run except a) I did it, b) it was a beautiful night, c) I had excellent company, d) I had a great handicap, and e) I finally found that (long) short cut through the zig zags. There followed the usual eating, drinking and making merry at the pub (minus Mr Portillo this year).
Can’t remember the results except the winner was the woman with the great handicap. Maybe someone can post them?
Thanks to Drew and Margaret for time keeping, Chris for organisation, and Ellie for coaxing me up the hill while she was supposed to be “walking” (fastest walk I’ve ever seen).