I miss running with other people.

I don’t miss races, but I miss Saturday morning off-road splashes with my running buddies and coaching unruly* crowds of athletes on Sunday outruns. I miss the whoops of laughter during warm-up games and I miss having to give instructions three times because someone’s not been listening.

We will run together again soon. We’ll be making more noise than is entirely necessary for that hour of a weekend morning, covering ourselves in mud just because we can, drinking tea from our flasks and sharing home-made cakes out of our car boots before you know it.

In the meantime, I miss you – don’t be too much of a stranger!

* Yes you are. CK x