A Dene too far
It’s a Monday and I got up at 5:22AM to go on a run, now this is surprising on the two counts that it’s a Monday and it’s a work day.
Looking at my last few runs I quite surprised myself too, to find that I’ve been running quite regularly and that’s probably why I’m now sat on the evening of the run feeling pretty grotty and woolly headed. I think I might have overdone this all a bit.
Anyway got up, got dressed and went straight out for my run, no sugary drinks, no reading the paper, no pep talks, I just got dressed… had a glass of water, and ….. had a pee, and ….. pinched some sweeties from the sweetie bowl…. and then went straight out for a run.
Gloriously grey morning, not a soul around apart from drivers and one cyclist, again all the dog walkers in this area of the town let Fido sleep in and all the early morning walkers don’t. Bit of a tickly headwind in spots, nothing to write home about but it was a bit of a tease at times. The hills ascents and descents are coming together but looking at the times I’m getting slower, well only marginally.
Anyway I think it’s time for a two day rest, I’ll take tomorrow as a fast day… if I can manage it and then I’ll next run on Thursday morning after some relatively nice sleep-ins.