December; festive running.

[Bierzo Baggie]

A couple of grey, rainy days with Pajariel covered by mist and low cloud somehow seeming larger and more imposing than ever. The Pogues version of “dirty old town” rang incessantly in my head and I felt nostalgia for the UK. So when the sun came out again this morning I grabbed my trainers as quick as you could say “Sally MacLennane”. Never listen to music when I’m running but the lines of “I can see clearly now the rain has gone” were on the soundtrack as I crossed the rickety bridge (can’t remember who sang that!). Turned left and ran up and down the steep hill to Otero and then back along the other side of the river. A shady, slow moving section of the River Boeza was still frozen solid.
Running time; 34 minutes.