Training on a windy day!

I now know how Winnie the Pooh must have felt as I set out on my 27 mile training run this morning. He was blown about on a windy day and so was I. Everything seemed hard work, the hills, the flat, going downhill! Each way I went the wind would follow and blow in my face and the only relief came when the high banks and hedge rows gave me shelter. When I stopped for a drink at the top of a hill even a ladies dog  hassled me. Some days are meant for character building, this one served that purpose!