She pressed her nose against the window for the fifth time in as many days, staring at the horizontal rain smashing against it, heaved a big sigh and climbed back into bed. I sympathised with the dog, but all she wanted was a run around the dog park and not the 7km I had to do to complete the third week of juju’s 10k plan, now under threat and feeling like a bridge too far.
But then the rain eased and although the temperature was still in single figures, I decided to chance it, gloves, cap, thermals and jacket and off I went, fast 5 minute walk, set the dial (not really) to 7k what kind of technology would that be then? although I do still have a Sony Walkman it might be worth something one day. I took the path alongside the railway lines again and halfway point was the dog park, shhh! don’t tell the dog, turned round and headed home, aaawww! Cuteness overload, so many little cuties heading off for a play in the now very muddy park. Would have loved to have seen what state the Bichon I saw would have been in afterwards. Two kilometres from home, I knew I was going to do it, stupid grin on my face all the way home until The Voice said run complete. Very slow at 59 minutes but I was worried that if I went too fast, I’d not finish it. 7km done! Feels good. Little Miss brown eyes got her run after lunch Win win!