Away from the races and ultra-events which appear to be growing in number, fell running remains to many, a peculiarly solitary sport. More a way of life than sport in fact.
Long, often gruelling runs give rise to extremes of emotion from frustration and dejection to joy, elation and sometimes, simple relief. As with long crossings by kayak, there is plenty of time to think. It is cathartic - a means of exorcising the demons as well as exercising the legs, of finding balance in the space and freedom of the fells and so finding peace among the varied pressures life brings.
Alone, one is free to work through the lows, dealing with the extremes without imposing upon others, but in sharing them, in silence or otherwise, there is something unique. It is a rare combination that allows for such behaviour, a partnership built on trust and empathy, one which is worth every low to share the highs that inevitably follow.Sunrise and a moment of contemplation above the clouds on the summit of Pendle, on what has become a regular route of around 18 miles. One of many which continue to build not only fitness, but the ability to pull each other through the mental lows which we know will be the greatest of challenges on the Bob Graham. It remains a daunting prospect but one I think we are becoming increasingly well equipped to tackle and not only finish, but enjoy in its own right. And what a high to share that will be.