Urgh 5am let's go back to sleep.
5.15am why am I still awake?
5.30am fine I may as well get up now and take Ferd for his walk before it gets hot.
We located his harness yesterday afternoon in the kitchen hiding under a tea towel, and that's where I found it this morning.
Oh how did that happen Ferd I appear to have the Lycra wonder outfit on.
Dum de dum dum de dum.
And 5:50 warm up complete we are off.
We take it steady. Ferd remains on the lead.
Oh isn't it a lovely morning with the mist rolling over the canal, fish phone out of bra for a quick snap, stuff back into bra so it can merrily resume it's conversation with my boobs, I occasionally hear the app whittering on about something but with the ear buds attached to my iPod it's never clear, god knows what anyone must think if they pass at the moments it pipes up. The running lady with the amazing talking knockers.
Anyway carry on.
Ferd I am attached, as he tries to launch himself into the canal, thankfully disaster was averted, but it didn't stop him from trying on a few occasions.
Screech
Woah, woo, what?
I hear this god awful noice, there is nothing, no one around. There be dragons!
On we carry.
Seems this really is the magic time of aloness.
Cyclist, he says something as he passes but hey ear buds I can't make it out.
Onwards we go, entering shelobs lair, umm she hasn't reset her traps from the other day, good onwards we can forge.
Over the bridge.
Ferd you can run free now.
Er Ferd wait, I spot a man in the bushes smoking. I then spot his beast of a dog tethered to a long line.
Ferd sorry back on your lead as we stand and wait for the man and hell beast to pass curseing the loss of momentum.
Freedom for Ferd and back to running for me.
I am getting tired now, knee is starting to protest but on I travel. Onwards we go.
I'm hungry.
And time.
Wooohooo we made it all in one piece.
Alive.
Hungry.
I spot something as I walk past and then realise it's Mr Toad, I stop and we converse for a bit, morning pleasantries.
Homeward bound.
Hungry.
Not long now and we spot the house.
I need a wee.
Hose off Ferd, feed the majority of the hoard, strip and crawl back into night clothes, toast, tea and bed.
Week 8 is done.