Thanks for the comments, guys... even if they were in the third person.
So after Saturday's long 'un, this morning's 10km plod was a sore and sorry affair. For the first half a kilometre it was actually painful, but after that I settled into a methodical one-foot-after-another kind of jog and got the job done.
We'd had fierce storms overnight, so everything was very wet, including the trees which line the path I run along. Of course, being wet and heavy the branches were now at head height rather than just above. It felt like I was running a gauntlet of jeering school boys all hitting me about the face with wet boughs. Not entirely pleasant.
But as I say, I got the job done, and given the circumstances I'm not unhappy with the time - finishing under the hour was a pleasing bonus.
Saw only three other pedestrians this morning but they all said hello - a rare clean sweep.
10km, 59:20, achey and creaky.
YTD: 346.1km
February 2012 - Base Camp
