You have climbed and then dropped to sea level
Only to climb again ..
The roar of river gives way to the relentless rise
The step after step to the wee switch back
Then climb on some more ..
We chat away we go up
We move upwards
Turn around to look at where we have come from
The rock face granite I think ..
The last few bits and we are there ..
The snaking path of a glorious Lairigh Moor greets us..
Last hill, 12 miles to go..
Downhill but with the climb in our legs
It remains, it builds
If not for today but for tomorrow
Or tomorrow's to come ...
Every run is a training run
We build on what we do
Until we stop we climb
And we climb some more ..