I seem to be in a perennial state of catch-up these days. Since the last written-up run (the Almeria Half), I’ve run 6 times. Some excellent adventures to report too. Talking of catch-up, I’m reminded of the first of two strange things that happened during my 15 mile slog up and down the canal on Saturday. Just as I arrived at the bridge that takes me down to the towpath, I noticed another runner, a plump, balding middle-aged guy just 20 or 30 yards away, heading towards the same bridge from the opposite direction.… READ MORE.... …