Four exceptionally talented runners showed up this morning to take on the toughest MOT had to offer, a race through Salisbury.
The key to success, follow the dark gravel road into Salisbury, Loop around to Oakengate and then head back on Castlebridge until Elmstead. The remainder of the run was a blur as our oxygen-deprived brains were just trying to hold on. Left onto Winterfield and again onto Winterpock. We finished with the Mt Pisgah loop and ended with 5.25 miles. Legend has it that our swift 8:45 pace could have outrun a chubby housecat, but all were sleeping on this beautiful 70&Sunny morning.
Namerama, then a COVID-era COT since Heists family has the stomach bug.
YHC took us out with prayers for Rosie’s trip to Paris this evening, HIMs who couldn’t make it out this morning, and Sad Clowns who need support from all of us.
