Another 8am start with my running pal. He had about 9k in mind whereas I wanted to reach 14k in my build up to 10 miles. We had a couple of drinking walks in the first 9k( no watches were paused!) and then he headed for home. I fell into my “happy stride”between 7:00 and 7:11 and felt so good that I went on to 16:20k in bang on two hours. I forgot that 10 miles is 16:09 ! So I was feeling a bit pleased as I walked past an older couple as I headed towards the cafe, until the man, who was struggling to walk with a stick bless him, said “ should you be running?” 😬 What do you say? I said I had just finished 10 miles and felt really good……which produced a indecipherable “humph.” I moved on…feeling very old ..
However, rescue was at hand!
A guy in the cafe had us all laughing with his story about a little girl who wanted to stroke his dog. Her mother said that she had to ask if the dog would be ok with that…so the little girl solemnly walked up to the dog and said “ can I give you a stroke please ?” Equilibrium restored 🙂