Wild weather at Portsea.

Portsea back beach was wild with thunder, rain and lightning on Sunday morning as we set off along the sand for a run.

The weather was strange - cloudy one minute, blistering hot sunshine the next. The wind was squally and seemed to be ever changing direction.

After a good warmup, the session consisted of diagonal sprints up the beach to the foreshore. They get increasingly difficult as you move from hard sand to softer sand up the beach. A gentle jog back down the beach and repeat fourteen times.

The sprints are hard but short enough so that you don't end the session feeling drained. You do feel it next day though, with upper quads and hips taking the heat.

Afterwards, I plunged into the swirling ocean as the heavens broke open. It's quite a dangerous beach - the flags were up and the lifesavers were having an induction day for their juniors.

An hour later found us at an outside table at the Blairgowrie cafe having a hard earned coffee with the dogs at our feet. Then it rained again.