Ok, I admit it, I'm a very dirty girl. At least I was on Monday.
Despite wearing my road trainers, I took a spontaneous detour alongside the Basingstoke canal/river Wey. Having set myself a five mile running goal I figured I could add that extra mileage by extending the route from the last time I did it (when I had to run around the block a few times to top up). It was actually really good fun, although the slipping and sliding on the mud, from all the snow and rain, made me use muscles in my back that I probably haven't used much before. Need to work on my core muscles a bit more
So, by the time I got home, I'd run 5.5 miles, had mud splattered leggings, ankles and a pair of, previously pristine white, mud-logged trainers. So, clothes off in the kitchen, straight into washing machine and then a nice hot shower for me and the trainers (does anyone else wash their trainers in the shower?).
Sorry to any boys who found my blog a disappointment (but what did you really expect it to be about?)