OK. So tonight, after getting my five year old to bed and washing up I went for a quick jaunt around the harbour. Other than the nagging suspicion that going out for a run rather than alcohol at 9pm on a Friday night means middle age is not just an idea on the horizon but a creeping reality, the main thing I thought about was whether to take part in the A-Z blogging challenge I'd read about earlier in the day.
It sounds fun, but I was worried that as there's no way I'm going to try and run six days a week, signing up would mean some (lots?) of the blogs will be written on a false prospectus (thingsimightthinkaboutifihappenedtogorunningagaintoday.blogspot?). But half way around I had a bit of an epiphany: who cares, no one's reading this anyway! So, it's not like I'm going to mortally offend someone by adding blogs not based on runs. (I believe I went through a process more commonly known as 'getting over one'sself'.) I felt my mind free up, and I've signed up - number 1100 on the list!
And, ermm, that's it for tonight, hopefully I'll make it past C. (Actually, let's get B out of the way first. . .)
Distance: 3 and a bit miles
Pace: 28:37 - eight and a half minute miles.
Location: Bristol harbourside