Today husband and me drove to Muker to do a DT30 (Dales Trails 30km run) recce run.
We met with our friend whom we know from our weekly Saturday run in Reeth and she joined us for a couple of miles and also knew the route.
After our ways parted we made our ways armed with a description and a map towards Tann hill Inn, UK’s highest pub.
Underfoot was very wet, very muddy, very boggy, very rocky….aww very everything actually. More than once I was knee deep in mud and water!
But we made our way, we stopped a few times to take pictures, check if we are still on the right trail, have something to eat and drink.
When we reached Tan Hill Inn, it was easy. Just follow the Pennine Way back towards Muker to the waterfall. Turn left then through tiny gate. Ignore bridge, follow public footpath signs until you reach Holms Bridge/finish.
Or so we understood the description! When we finally reached said bridge (on the way I asked some hikers if we are on the way to Muker which we were), we ran across the fields back from where we started and my running watch said what?!
26.4 miles. How could we add that much???
However. We felt great. I finally ran a marathon. Actually I thought I would feel super duper great. But all I thought was
“when I can run a marathon without feeling exhausted, surely I can run further next time I am out…”
Obviously I belong to the greedy ones, who can’t get enough. Fine with me!
But for now I have to rub a ton of tiger balm on my knee. Next weekend I am determent to run the route again!