Up in the woods by 7.30, sans dog : husband taking him for a 7-mile run. I set off on my wonky circuit, lovely morning, not too cold, not too hot, not raining. The steep bit of uphill at about the 20-min mark nearly killed me but I kept on going, but I was back at the car, stretched and done at about 8.10.
Now stuffing down my healthsome porridge (with extra treacle...) in a glow - mostly my usual post-run neon-pinkness, but some of just smugness.
Next job: get graduate badge.