Today has been one of ‘those’ days.
It started at 3:30am when I was woken up by my youngest dog (who was very relieved to be allowed out😉). Which meant I was hanging laundry out by 4:30am. Managed to doze until 7:15 before we started the day properly.
If I’d not already arranged to meet a friend to run, I would quite liked to have gone out and enjoyed the dawn (such as it was).
Skip forward to 9:30am and friend and I meet up - she was late because she hadn’t been able to find her shoes 👟 - complete with 5 dogs between us, and friend with the beginnings of a filthy cough 😮
We did not run/walk the 5k that we were intending - yes, I know I’m doing a plan, but... a chatty, dog walking run/walk isn’t the same as going out to do a ‘proper’ 5k in the middle of it. Right?
What we did was W5:R3 (not a typo) of my plan, because the actual Run 2 involved 12 minutes of solid jogging and friend didn’t think she could do that on her first run back after the Half Term holiday.
Can you see where we did some gentle fartleks on our way back to her car?