Turns out Newell, a client of ours, was a fell runner. A proper one. Ran for his country. 20 miles up and down mountains in the snow and pissing rain in January in under 3 hours. And we're talking real, proper mountains here. Ben Nevis and the like. Which explains the blank expression on his face when I explained how fast my 5km times were coming down and how pleased I was with my progress. He did marathons in about two and half hours "usually", but didn't like road running because it wasn't challenging enough. I changed the subject.
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