It was cold and there was some very light drizzle when I went out for my run just after 6am.
I set off on my usual route but with a longer warm up walk phase. The run started off well enough but as I progressed it became less fluid and my pace suffered. How ones perspective changes. A few short weeks ago I would have been delighted with that time. Another week under my belt, though there has been no progress in taking it in a notch, and I went out running on a cold and wet November morning. That has to go down as an achievement.