I've just seen Damienair's weekly parkrun post and sadly have nothing to report.
I set out this morning keen for a run in the lovely weather. The warm-up walk had me a little out of breath, but maybe I was walking too quickly. Then came time to run. I set off slowly and 0.5km came and went, but I became more and more tired. At the 1km mark I decided not to make it hard work, so I crossed the road and went for a little potter around the churchyard in the sunshine. Feeling refreshed, I ran on a little further before turning round and headed back home. I only made 3.1km and it took me 29 minutes, what with the walk around the church.
On my cooldown walk I met a lady from the next street who was walking a dog very slowly. She mentioned my run and I replied that I hadn't achieved very much today, only running as far as the lane end. 'Well, what do you want?' she replied. 'Surely that's far enough?'
She made me realise that it's not a competition, that it was a lovely day, and I was out and about enjoying it. We runners have a lot to be grateful for, let's enjoy it 🙂