Today was so rainy that my jacket was plastered to my arms even before I locked the front door. My phone had a fit of pique at the weather and spitefully switched off blue tooth mid run, leaving me in the disconcerting situation of having Brian Blessed booming forth from my pocket. When I got home, my legs were liberally spattered with mud and grass clippings (as, somehow, was my face). I felt like a proper runner.
And I've done 25 mins 4 times now. Let’s see how we go with 28...