You'll be glad to know I've calmed down a bit after yesterday's graduation high.
Anyhoo, I decided to contemplate my post graduation running plan during a lovely walk along St Cyrus beach.
Now, St Cyrus beach is huge and deserted for the most part, and is reached by a steep path. Though the sun was beautiful, there was a howling head wind. I descended the path, tramped all the way up the beach and all the way back - brisk walk stylee. Funnily enough, and without meaning to, it was a 5k route.
But OH MY GOODNESS, the climb back up that bloody path! It very nearly finished me off. The sweat was lashing off me. Redder than a baboon's bum. I was puffing like a steam train. Even the seagulls were laughing at me.
Me? Fit? Ya reckon? I think I've got a long way to go before I've got this exercise thing sewn up.
Ah well. Onward.