The first time I tried to go to a Wednesday Night Headtorch Run, the traffic was appalling and I bailed and came home.
The second time I tried to go to a Wednesday Night Headtorch Run, the traffic was ghastly and I missed the start (but I did end up having a lovely run with another latecomer).
The third time I tried to go to a Wednesday Night Headtorch Run, I got there on time, had a good run, but then left my house key on the train.
And tonight, on attempt number four, I made it all the way to the start before realising that I’d left my shoes at home.
I.
Give.
Up.
Lucky 5?