I loved mountain biking: hills, countryside, bumps and thrills. But I’ve not had a mountain bike for years and there’s little prospect that I’ll be able to afford a nice hardtail while the kids are young, so it seemed that was that. Then I signed up as a runner in NVA’s Speed of Light festival piece and now I’m training hard and running up some hills in Edinburgh. It looks like this is the way to go: all the lung-bursting ascents of MTBs, the views, the leaps and bounds, without the need to lug a bike around. Maybe I’ll try something like this next year…
18 Saughton Mains, no more! 