No sign of Hebridean weather down here. 8 degrees today. I still don't like it though.
Woke up this morning before the alarm, with a screamer of a cramp in the left calf. Compression bandages worn for the day. I've not got any exercise done, I'm using tiredness and this cold as an excuse today. I might go on the bike tomorrow, but I'll have to get it ready, it's on the turbine.
AvO, picking up on your comment about Chistmas arriving a bit soon, I'm afraid that you've been away a bit too long. The lights in Cheltenham were officially switched on 23rd November, and in Gloucester it was the 17th November. Personally speaking, I illuminate our house on 1st December, for that is Advent, and switch off on 12th night.
Anyway, today, my first day back after the man-cold. Still coughing a bit of luminous green, but not a lot. 0700 start for 10 miles at 8m/m with a bloke I met in the pub the night before.
Welcome aboard Nose, you find that posting regularly here ensures that you feel the need to have something to post about. A daily 6 miler is unremarkable, except in our little quarter, when it's embarrassing if you can't report one!
A pretty good day by my (Low) standards. Having got chatting to a bloke in a pub last night we separated after last orders and agreed to meet up at 0700 for a nice little run. This chap, whom we shall call Moses of Powys, turned up at 0700:30, a mere 39 seconds after I did, and I think that we were both surprised that I had turned up. He had offered to take me on a run around the local area for about an hour to an hour and a quarter. Powys isn't flat. This was my first run since coming down with man-cold, but I'm mending. To be honest it was great. There's nothing to beat witnessing the coming of dawn, even though it was flat and grey. To be honest we had the best chunk of the day, and it was a great motivation. Not just the arse out of the door issue, but the companion to help keep the pace going. My body would have been satidfied with 5 miles and a cooked breakfast. It got 10 miles at 8m/m on rolling countryside, and no breakfast at all. But a great buzz to start the day, and thanks to Moses the UltraUltra runner.