This morning the Oldies, or if you like the Wrinklies or my new favourite the Relics (thanks Paige for this one) returned home to Essex.
Today is the first day of our family holiday which means two things, 1) the weather takes a turn for the worse 2) I will blog our adventures daily (apologies in advance)
We woke to rain and this continued all morning and most of the afternoon, for those of you in the rest of the country that had nice weather, we DON’T want to hear about it!
Hubby decided he wanted some new trainers, not for running in you understand, more for getting from A to B in, so off we went to Exeter. No trainers purchased but we almost bought a new sofa. Next we went to Tesco’s for potatoes and came out with pizza, sauce, nuts, bananas, crisps, bisto AND potatoes, why can we never just come out with the one item we went in for?
On returning home I threw my kit on, well admittedly it was more slowly dragged it on to my reluctant body. I really did not want to go out, I certainly did not want to run 8 miles in hilly Devon in the drizzly rain. But I did it and due to my useless maths which gets worse when running I did it 4 minutes faster than the plan required!
Passed this house at mile one, isn’t it lovely?