Drove Becky (middle daughter) to the station at 6.45 as she had to sit a law exam in Bologna this morning. Parked the car and ran to the park. It had thundered last night and it was cool and sunny so I stupidly wore my running jacket -- so as not to get my hair wet, ladies will understand that. 3 minutes into the run I was sweating buckets as a glorious day broke. (It is currently 25°. ) So I had to go through the annoying process of tying the damn thing around my waist -- how uncomfortable. Anyway, I was overtaken by a very old gentleman and ran my slowest ever, but, once more, I did it. So stamina wise I am doing fine. Less so speed wise. But it does feel so good to face the day ahead after a run. Self-righteous, smug and above all happy!