I was really reluctant to go running this morning, as I was sure my knee and my achilles were about to start swinging and thought maybe an extra rest day would be on the cards. Mr R was indignant," You should be out there running, I've put all your stuff ready!"
I couldn't really argue with that and I quickly donned my gear. I decided to try Week 3 of Sami's programme again, but instead of doing a 8 or 9 k loop I would do it closer to home, so that if necessary I could call it a day and get home relatively easily.
The five minute walk was a bit sluggish to begin with, but being overtaken by another walker spurred me on and I was soon at my first park ready to do a couple of laps. Getting a little bored I headed off along the road towards the woods, and did a couple of laps, noticing that although my Mojo is still missing, there were also no gremlins in sight, and I began to settle into the run.
Then it was over the road to my big park - would I have enough energy to do a full lap. I had by now covered around 4k and a lap of the park would be another 4 at least. The snowdrops were drooping and the crocuses had well and truly croaked, but that's when I realised that someone had festooned my run with some delightful daffodils. So much so that I had to pick my way through them (if they'd been tulips I would have been singing "tip Toe Through The Tulips"). They were in fact then lining my route as if put there to cheer me on, and that's when I really started to enjoy mr run again. Grinning all over my face, I just wanted to do my lap of the park so that I could run through them again.
It was a lovely run, and with my warm up, cool down and 2 one minute interval walks I managed to cover just over 11k in 1hour and 7 minutes. And lovely Mr R greeted me at the door with a glass of water, putting the kettle on and making my toast as I finished my stretches. 
Long run turned into 10k
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