I hadn't attempted my speed week attempt ( told myself I'm a Muppet twice). So self scolding complete I headed out, after minimal faffage, Mrs Wife out somewhere gathering family provisions for constantly hungry teenagers!!!
I've time to get my run in and be home just before it's shopping away duty π.
It's hot ππ₯΅.....
Didn't need a drink it's a short one π¬...
Aqueduct pedestrian congestion....grrrr
About turn ahhhhh a clear towpath... But the 1klm is messy and won't do.
Then I somehow catch the runner up who I passed going the other way, but it's ok, a cheery chap a mere decade older than myself. A survivor of multiple marathons and now a participant in cross-country marathons π¬ . I'm sure I started to sweat a little more when he mentioned his younger days times!!!
( All running conversation was conducted observing social spacing π)
It was though nice to have company albeit brief as we parted ways... But I'm running out of klms looks like it'll have to be my last one that counts ( Muppet Ian)
Sometimes I don't much like my competitive self π
Job done marginally quicker, pooped π₯΅.