Dogless, and up hill and down dale, in a circle, because I wanted to be close enough to home that I could get back quickly in case the thunder that was rumbling before I set out developed into something nasty. .
It didn’t. In fact it didn’t even rain, so I got very warm in the neon yellow, lightweight showerproof I’d opted to put on so that I could be seen in the gloom of 8pm.
I actually enjoyed pushing myself to get as close to the asked for pace of 6:15/km as I could, though I did make a dog walker jump when I ran up behind her puffing like a train.