After feeling a bit ashamed of myself for not bothering to head out at 6 am, I was able to rearrange my schedule and fit in a late morning run. I ran for about 20 min and switched on the stamina podcast. Shudder, but got through the music. Other than that, quite like stamina. About half way in the heavens opened. Had to happen, right? Gimungous hailstones, invigorating but thankfully short interlude. I looked ahead to see a group of 6, walking abreast, arms interlocked. They were stopping now and again to check they were synchronised. Someone kept putting the left leg forward instead of the right and they couldn't figure out who the culprit was. Engrossed in this tantalising problem, they were deaf to everything around them and a little queue had built up, hoping to get past. I puffed up and in the best WW2 film fashion, shouted, "achtung!". Boy, for elderly people they sprang aside fast. Seemed a good natured lot though, gave me smiles and waves as I went through their midst, bit like Moses drawing my people behind me.
All in all, enjoyed it.