Rediscovering My Trail Running Mojo - A Comical Journey Back to the Trails
Greetings, fellow trail enthusiasts! It’s your not-so-fearless middle-aged trail runner here, and I’m ready to embark on a hilarious quest to reclaim my once-glorious running mojo that has mysteriously vanished over the past two years. You see, life has a funny way of getting in the way—work, Netflix, and that one time I got really taste for mince pies (all year round... don't ask). But 2025 is my year, and I’m determined to hit the trails again, even if it means facing some rather amusing hurdles along the way.
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Local Lockdown. Finding a Place I'd Overlooked
When thinking about the latest and hopefully final lockdown, I have a list of negative impacts the restrictions have had on my life. Yet, one positive has been to realise I have a whole world of nature I've overlooked before now right on my doorstep.
Bridgewater Copse is a small strip of woods, which is so small it sometimes isn't shown on maps. The copse is approximately 800 metres in length and is sandwiched between a canal and a motorway (M53).
For years I've overlooked it opting to travel further afield to get my ' nature fixes'.
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