What a lovely morning. Not too cold but with a nice crispness that slides over the skin with a delightful prickle. Not enough to hurt but just enough that you can feel it.
I climbed my hill without pause, using it as my warm up walk, ran for 12.5 minutes so smoothly and easily until my knees kicked in with an increasingly difficult to ignore mutter. Lungs and heart wanted to try a faster pace but knees threatened to strike if we did so we continued at a slightly better than usual pace and finished the 25 minutes plus 1 because no-one likes to give into threats, do they?
My son gave me a congratulatory hug and my little dog was skipping round to join in the celebrations.
A good morning and a good run.
Happy and satisfied x