Mr IDS is away looking after his mum, who has dementia, so I drank half a bottle of merlot. This was a bit of an error the night before an intervals run, especially as I hardly ever drink. I wasn’t exactly hungover but I did feel a bit disinclined to run, and the fast bits of the run were a bit of an effort. Luckily it was only two lots of 5 minutes in zones 4&5 instead of three this time. We live and learn!
It’s decidedly chilly in the mornings now, but I begin to regret long sleeves and leggings towards the end of a run. I’m not sweating much though, so it’s ok. Not much else to say really, except there are dozens of squirrels around right now, dashing across the path, along walls, up trees, grabbing nuts and carrying them off.