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+Title: 18th-24th November Run notes
+
+## Monday
+
+Cold. It's frosty but the pavements are passable. It's bright and the sky is clear blue criss-crossed with vapour trails.
+The roads feel busier than usual and I nip along a quiet greenway, has the cold put everyone off? Suddenly, like vapour trails
+I cross paths with a runner here, a runner there, the cold isn't putting everyone off I guess. Back up the hill to Middleton
+and through the streets is the smell of idling engines as people warm their cars, the air peppered with the yaps of dogs and
+cries of protesting children who don't want to be dragged into the cold.
+
+## Wednesday 
+
+The train is late and it's cold. I start off in town bobbing and weaving through commuters and school kids. I reach 
+Knavesmire and sunglasses save me from a bright winter sun coming over the fields and racecourse. The grass softly crunches as 
+I patter back onto the riverside path and the ding of a bell tells me I'm slowing down a cyclist. I make my way back to the 
+centre and a pair of cargo bikes go by, kids chatting in the front and mums from the saddle. Good active travel vibes to
+start the day.
+
+## Thursday 
+
+A morning for a wintry walk in the wood. What’s left of the snow is now twice frozen and less like snow more like meringue. I reach
+the start of the wood but cut down and into the field fancying my chances of reaching the Dunningley viaduct. I spend a 
+couple of minutes scrambling along the raised side of the old railway line but once again come to a dead end. I work my 
+way back and wander along the field looking over to Morley, trains going past occasionally. I come back through the wood
+and theres a perfect stillness to it all. The sun starts to welcome in the morning and golden beams flicker through the trees. 
+
+## Friday
+
+Frost on frost this morning so I'm all wrapped up, gloves on and off I go. There's minimal grit on the pavements so I spend
+a lot of time dancing between the road and the pavements. Oh to be but a car. I head out 
+towards Tingley for my longer route and put my sunglasses on to keep the wind chill out of my eyes. The sun has barely 
+risen but the clouds are racing away to reveal the blue sky. I track down my first hill into Ardsley and crunch my way 
+over thrice-frosted grass and leaves to avoid the path. Eventually I'm at Thorpe-on-the-hill and pass two schoolboys sliding
+on the frosty pavement in their black school shoes. The sun is finally up and starting to make a different on the footpath but by 
+now I'm almost round and back. I slip through to a track away from the road and bring myself back to the warmth. 
+
+## Sunday
+
+The mild, wet bleh has returned. Under grey clouds and rain I set off for a loop via Oulton. It's wet and there are large puddles
+along the road which I dance around, drivers do a decent job of not splashing me.
+I spend a climb up past a big warehouse trying to remember its name. It's something Tolkienesque, and eventually it reveals
+itself as Iron Mountain, just down from the Royds Cat Hotel, the crossover no-one expected. I get onto Wakefield road
+and I'm advised to approach a large JCB cutting back the hedge with caution. I avoid any serious injury and continue up 
+past Oulton Academy meeting two runners as I go. I come round into Rothwell proper along Marsh street where it's all very
+quiet. Coming up through Robin Hood the rain seems to start to ease but it really has been a filthy one. My once white
+shoes say it all.