Yesterday I blogged in the morning, I blogged about the previous days second run, would this carry forward to count as Sundays activity. I feared not. How about watching madam be active, would this count towards day 8 of June’s exercise? Maybe a little tenuous. In that case dear reader the activity I will log for Sunday the 8th of June will be a sprint to the car. This was not any normal sprint oh no this was a hard-core sprint. A sprint with a back pack on, carrying a boot bag, in the torrential rain, with sandals on, then there was the return trip, sprinting with a backpack on, carrying a boot bag, wearing wet sandals AND carrying an umbrella. Yep hard-core.
Today saw me working away from the house, this involved a journey up the M5 and the M4, The M4 had a lane closed going East bound so I spent sometime seething about the 40 mile an hour flashing restriction signs, that is really irritating when you are stationary and would love to do 10mph! I contemplated doing some weeding or even a litter pick whilst parked. Eventually I made it to Swindon after negotiating their roundabouts, seriously who ever designed 6 roundabouts around one roundabout is one messed up person and definitely not a driver. I spent the day in a warm classroom wishing I could go for a lunch time cycle ride. I also spent sometime watching my foot swell up, it appears it objects to the driving followed by the standing.
Got home in time for running club, squeezed my foot in my old trainers and off we went. lovely 6 mile run, just knew it was too good when at mile 5.5 my feet were dry and trainers mud free. Then we hit the boggy field. The plan, was to go across the middle as quick as we could, mmmm not as easy as that and more than one person sunk or fell, all good fun though. Took me some time to realise that the ‘rural’ smell on the way home was my trainers! Time for them to have a spin in the washing machine I think.