“Ooooh, what a grey day”. Another week, another aimless plod through rural England. The Bramley 20 is a bigger undertaking than last week’s half marathon, but the tale is a simpler one. The running landscape was much the same as last weekend. Workaday agricultural land, patches of dense wood, humourless farmers, mazey lanes, rutted farm tracks. Grey skies. Foggy and cold.… READ MORE.... …