Today was the closest I have ever come from not running in an ‘athon. Not because I didn’t want too, I wanted desperately to get out and enjoy the weather, but today that was not to be. I was swamped with work, in fact lunch passed by without me stopping and eating which is very unusual.
In the midst of all this Madam’s school called to say her hay fever was bad could I go down with some eye drops. Off I went, in jeans, ballet pumps and bra less, (had yet to get dressed properly-the trouble with working from home) trotting down the road. This was faster than a walk, but not by much and as it is not something I normally do it must count towards Juneathon. The run included a fartlek session, as every time a car or human approached I slowed to a walk, the bounce would have been very obvious else! It also included hill work, down on the way, up on the way back.
Phew still hanging in there