Well, after last weeks shenanigans I thought I might vary my route (mainly to avoid frightening any Yorkshiremen out on a day trip ;o) I usually run along the back lanes, but this morning headed into the village and ran a large loop (2.33 miles) along the main road and back home.
What a flipping nightmare. When I run along the lanes I rarely see another soul, so I can sing, puff, sweat and gurn to my hearts content...on todays route there were cars, dog walkers all kind of people out. I felt like I had to go faster, be "perkier" and generally not look quite so close to a cardiac arrest as I do normally; I couldn't even swear at Laura, it was bloody horrible. Back to my beloved lanes for run 2!
On a positive note, random Charlie-shot! I'm not the only gurner in this family :o)