Peachy beach run

Easter weekend brought the delights of my first beach run and boy do the dunes hurt but really have to say what a beautiful morning run, more or less empty beach, just a couple of people walking their dogs but left them at the start of the beach and ran into the total emptiness of the strand with nothing,no-one, nada, to spoil the peace and quite. Actually, a very empty beach if I think about it with no birds and precious few shells or seaweed. Doesn't matter though as glorious wide stretches of sand and dunes behind. Now then.... The dunes! They are buggers. Really hard to run in that kind of soft sand and of course, they are undulating which means dodgy sand and hills, a nasty combination but kept saying the odd burst up a dune was good for an interval training substitute. Off the beach I ran up a little forest path and then back down for a little bit more beach running, e magnificent Bamburgh CAstle i the background, passing those same doggy people for the third time before heading home. Tremendous effort but legs and knees hurting like hell. 2and a bit hour drive home later that day ha not helped my stiffness. Let's see if I can even walk tomorrow...