I really didn't feel upto this run. A headache (I imbibed a little too much wine yesterday) and the thought of getting out of bed were 2 very good reasons for not running. But 5 minutes of guilt, a couple of p aracetamols and a glass of water pushed me out of the door. It was hard but definately worth the effort. I seemed to cover more ground today and the half way bell sounded a lot further on than usual. I'm now looking forward to w3r1 on Saturday which is also my birthday.