This wasn’t a run in the countryside, it was a flickering, grainy film – a monochrome glimpse of some other runner’s nightmare. Hmmm. November is the cruellest month. Where did autumn go, boys? Lasted a couple of weeks, then we got distracted, led astray. Before we knew it, stepped off the cliff into winter. Something must be done, I say. Working from home today, I had the luxury of not having to surface till 8, and not having to run till it got properly light.… READ MORE.... …