I've already written this post and uploaded a photo but I've attached a mouse to my Mac and all hell broke loose. It's goooooooone. So is the material on my desktop and in my documents (but that's another story *multiple eye rolls*)
The plan was to get up at 0500 this morning. However, I wasn't able to drag myself out of bed until 0515 and a French farce ensued. I managed to get out of the door by 0525 by which point the farce continued. I tripped over my tied shoelaces - they were not even loose so goodness knows what kind of running action I was doing. Michael Johnson wouldn't play on the app so I had to make do with Laura this morning.
Apart from that the run was without incident!
Because I started late it meant I was late back and had a mad scramble to get ready for my 630am yoga class and gather my stuff together for work. I arrived at the class 20 minutes in. Thank goodness they're so kind at my studio and let me in. It mean I didn't get chance to have a natter with my mate Goldie but missing 20 mins of the class made it much easier.
Now just three runs until the BIG G. ππΏ ππΏ ππΏ ππΏ
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PS: Chicasso's birds are getting longer and leaner. Teeheehee!