Went out for my dogless long run early on- whatever day of the week it was... um... Tuesday (must have been Tuesday because I then went out to meet my daughter, the grandsprocket, and my friend for a dog walk). Yes, this is honestly how I figure out what day it is some weeks ๐
It was briefly interrupted by a cow on the path who I deemed it wisest to walk past as she seemed upset about being separated from the rest of the herd, who were looking at her like she making a fuss over nothing. Poor girl.
I will admit to feeling both
a) frustrated, because Iโd worked up the courage to try for a fast (for me) downhill
&
b) really relieved I had no dogs with me, or I would probably have been setting some sort of land speed record!
when it happened. But it didnโt stop me enjoying the rest of the run.
Having had to adjust my route soon after I set off - because I realised the path beyond the local stables would be flooded, only after I was heading that way - I ended up running home past houses. So weird. I hardly ever run on the pavement.
6.9k in 56m 40s, which I am perfectly happy about.