The less I run the less I want to run. When I run regularly there's no thought or decisions involved it's just 'Today's the day'. I knew today was the day but if I hadn't had encouragement from Mr Y I think I may well have just had another coffee.
It was a lot warmer than my last run, a toasty 7C! The last run was so cold that I put on hat and gloves again. After a few minutes I didn't need them so took them off.
We ran across the fields which made things a lot slower than the last couple of runs. Slippery mud means I am not going to go flat out and risk being flat on my face. The effort was similar so it goes to prove that, for me at least, terrain is the thing that affects my speed the most.
The sun shone, there was no wind, the scenery was lovely, even the tide was in. So glad I didn't let the gremlins stop me from having fun.
The opposite of my opening sentence holds true too: the more I run the more I want to run