September’s Devil Mud Run. 8km hilly as fuck course with mud and stuff to climb over, under and through. Great fun with this little bunch. I CAN confirm though, that drinking gin and prosecco the night before and still having a cold that’s sat on your lungs is NOT great preparation for a run such as this. Luckily this lot did not leave me behind while I was coughing my way up the hills. Sadly we did suffer a loss; Karl’s sock never made it out the mud pit. So long little friend.