Really heavy rain this morning, so I decided not to run. (What a wuzz!)
I was enjoying a big mug of tea and the radio when the Running Fairy started nagging me: "is this the Dunkirk spirit?"
So we compromised. It's often recommended here to mix up our runs and I've been doing too many 30 consolidations recently. So I walked down the hill from my back door 380 metres to the bottom and sprinted back up at the limit of my ability. Then repeated it.
Result: knackered but feel it was worthwhile. And the Running Fairy has shut up.