Today has been one of โthoseโ days.
It started at 3:30am when I was woken up by my youngest dog (who was very relieved to be allowed out๐). Which meant I was hanging laundry out by 4:30am. Managed to doze until 7:15 before we started the day properly.
If Iโd 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 hadnโt been able to find her shoes ๐ - complete with 5 dogs between us, and friend with the beginnings of a filthy cough ๐ฎ
We did not run/walk the 5k that we were intending - yes, I know Iโm doing a plan, but... a chatty, dog walking run/walk isnโt the same as going out to do a โproperโ 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 didnโt 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?