Okay slightly behind time on this run, due to in no particular order
JCR has the hippy hippy ache (sorry Swinging Blue Jeans)
Fibi Fardashian - at vets with the paws she insists on eating - more cortisone, more Prozac, and beady eyed owners watching every move she makes, as the wounds have to get the air, and the vet has said the muzzle has helped but we have to take it off and trust her not to eat her paws.... I have a feeling this one could run and run.
Bobster the Monster - also at vets with a corn the size of corn on the cob, now with a crater in his paw. Anti - inflammatories and short soft walks only, plenty of cuddles necessary pretty much on demand.
All in all a couple of days with three limping members of the JCR family - Mr JCR unaffected so far.
Today is grotty, we have wet fog, mist so low we can't see a thing, making running slightly akin to Death Race 2000 risk wise
Waited until noon to see if the sun would break through - not today JCR. The hippy hippy ache has subsided a bit, so I pick up where I left off music wise.
Jo Cool is urging me on and Paloma Faith is singing about a thirty minute love affair, which will eventually be the right music for me, because I do love running, it's just at present, it's harder to love.
Out onto the Slope of Hope on the warm up walk, get almost taken out by a Fiat Punto with (I'm guessing) a driver on the phone. This is the very reason why I was waiting until the weather was better, I gather myself together and look at the Hill that Kills with some disdain - not today, I have a slightly sore hip and a horrid incline is likely to put me off running. At the bottom of the Slope of Hope, I turn left into the Bendy Scary Road, which has more visibility being down towards the valley floor. At this point I'm bouncing along happily to Tenpole Tudor - Swords of a Thousand Men.
Am I the only runner who runs according to the track pace? It was stupid of me because not only was I not pootling, definitely more than snail pace plus two, oh and I was singing along to it too. A recipe for breathlessness for sure. But to my surprise I was fine.
Jo Cool was very encouraging and she observed that I might be finding this run a little easier than earlier in the week, and she was right I was.
Then it all went all over the place, Jo Cool was talking about breathing, yoga breathing and how timing your breathing really helps. At this stage Daft Punk and One More Time was playing and in the background I could hear someone else breathing, so I had the bizarre experience of Jo Cool telling me when to breathe and how to breathe, me trying to follow her instructions and someone else breathing in the background. Utter shambles, but I stumbled on - truthfully I'm better not thinking about breathing just doing it. It seems to have served me well for the past sixty four years and I see no reason to change now.
I was concerned that Eddie Tenpole had led me astray, but sure enough the reverse run up the Slope of Hope came into view - of course it did because it's a 15 degree incline and it's always my last run. I'm really looking forward to it not being my last run at my most knackered state.
Job done, the last run was pathetically slow but this time I didn't stop, and I know things will get better.
Warm down walk and stretching to Perfect 10 - the session wasn't a Perfect 10, nor is my bod, butI am awarding myself 10 out of 10, for committing to going out, even with wet fog, that coated my running gear and made me feel quite chilly.
My end of week wasn't great, with life getting in the way, but I did go out today ..., no-one to witness it though, as they were all safely at home in front of warm fires, whilst JCR plodded the mean streets of Le Marche.
Week 3 - you're in my sights...
Week 9 Run 2 - within touching distance of the podium
Week 3 Run 2 Done ✅ 
Week 9, run 3... Completed
Week 5 Run 2
