Having turned down the opportunity to go for a Juneathon run around the block with Run or Go Crazy on the grounds that my training plan called for a hill session, I felt that opting out of the hill session would be just plain rude. So despite the fact that I really didn’t feel the running love, I dragged my sorry carcass out of the door for some hills.
Hills on some of the most hostile terrain I have ever run on*. The trees overhung the pavement, ready to slice the scalps off the unwary. The hedges encroached onto the pavement, ready to whip out an unprotected eyeball or two. The brambles extended thin tendrils, lacerating uncovered arms and legs. The paving stones arranged themselves at weird and wonderful angles, waiting for a trailing toe or wobbling ankle, and the tarmac bulged over thickened tree roots to finish the job.
I didn’t sustain any serious injuries, and I did end up with an inadvertent example of reptilian run art.
*Possibly a slight overstatement.
abradypus 
Aaaaargh! Cobra!
I’m just hoping it doesn’t eat the bunny…
It looks as if it may disrupt the tennis in a few weeks.
I can see the headlines now.
Are you planning these runs on purpose so you can make pretty pictures I tried to run around one in of our fields once and make it write ‘Kim’ in joined up writing. (Looked like scribble).
No – both efforts so far have been accidental. I tried the field thing once to write Thanks and it was pretty much illegible. But then, unlike I like to count, I didn’t measure it out with sticks and pause at corners for added pointiness.
Didn’t realise it was that dangerous in Wimbledon 🙂
Neither did I. At least I didn’t know there was a giant snake on the loose. I’d definitely have skipped the run!
Can you do a squirrel. Lol. Well done, seemed like hard work