It's been too hot to run for the last few days. I tried on Thursday in 25C heat but gave up relatively quickly. Friday and yesterday we hit 30C relatively early in the day and even walking reduced me to a puddle of sweat. But today a cold front swept in, a lovely cool 18C, overcast, threat of rain - who would have thought I would look forward to such weather! So this afternoon I told my OH where I was heading but also said I didn't know how long I'd be. I just wanted to run, anything between 4 and 10k.
It turned into a 10k and 4 mins faster than my previous PB (you can tell I'm a newbie with big jumps like that!). I was pleased with 1h 13m 9s. I also avoided the gremlins which lurk in the trees at the end of my route. They waited for me in vain with their insults, armed with cherries they wanted to pelt me with, I sneaked round and came in via a residential area. OK there were real people to see me there red-faced and chugging like a steam train - but I don't care any more.
I needed that run. Need to check the weather forecast for next week! (Oh, and I like my tags!).