After the upbeat positivity of last week I had been looking forward to w2r3 when over the weekend I was struck down with a humdinger of a cold. I am snuggled up with a hot water bottle as I write this. Feeling absolutely dreadful. Grrrr. I won't be able to drag myself out for a couple of days at least. Feeling very cross as I really, really want to make progress and get to the point where I can call myself a runner. Sorry about the whinge - just had to have a little moan.