No, not horror, ultraloo, if anything a sort of jealousy. I guess the years have made an old woman out of me, always quick to fear the consequences. My kids tell me as much. Yours, the opposiet spirit, a spirit I admire immensely and envy not a little. That I lack it is perhaps why I am more often standing holding the coats than running the race!
At anyrate, it galvanized me into action. I didn't wait for tomorrow but ran my 3 mile loop. Tired a bit at the end, but no walking. Onwards and upwards.
Interesting today, Cambridge Science week has started, turning the university into a city-wide hands on science museum. Good to hear families wandering through the streets, scraps of conversation "... as the air heats up it expands you see...". I stopped in at the sports science exhibit. Mostly ways of measuring movement. I tried my hand at flexibility - rated a "good" which I was feeling rather vain about, after a teenager in front of me failed to obtain a "poor". But vanity dictated that I did not attempt the jump from a standstill. I tried it at home after - if I can clear 3" I'm measuring generously.
