So here I am post run, showered and coffee'd and seeking Lauras forgiveness.
Over the past week or so I have been suffering from a really bad dose of man flu with complications. Today was my first tentative steps at getting back into my stride so to speak.
I decided that the comforting words of Laura would be welcome ( as well as a littke chat with 'Julie') so I downloaded week 8 and off I went.
Laura first pipes up around 5 mins asking how well I am doing? - "fine" says I, "thanks for asking" - and on we go.
Around the half way stage I am beginning to feel the effects of the lurgy and Laura pops up again. I grumble incoherently to her and plod on.
As i get to 23 mins, Laura is obviously worried about me and asks again how I am. This is the time that I unleashed my four letter tirade on the poor unsuspecting woman.
She didn't deserve that. She was only trying to help and for that I humbly apologise and hope that she will consider joining me for my next run. I promise I will be in a more companionable mood