Internal revolution cut last night's run to a Streaksaving mile, so my penance was to get out at 5.40 this morning, aiming for two hours' running before work. Tempestuous winds & squally showers of rain, hail & snow conspired against me but I sought shelter 'midst the tall Victorian mansions of Blundellsands before being rocketed down the 2.5 miles of the beach by my erstwhile enemy. Past the Marina, up to the canal & home quick sharp via the park.
Hi, marshallini. Ye, the madness is still with me: 1489 days as of yesterday You're a founder MLR poster, I'd say I do hope you're soon running injury free - I must head for the Clwydians one day soon.
Enjoy a work-free Saturday with Geordie, birkmyre.