Another fantastically sunny day and another run on the downs. It was borderline enjoyable, too. Loads of other people out there running and making me feel inadequate of course - they're all fitter, younger, have better teeshirts on etc. But I did a full circuit and only felt like a twit once when trying to cross by St Monica's: I had to jog on the spot for ages waiting a gap in the traffic. Such an embarrassment but I can't bear to stop moving.
And I was listening to Johnathan Ross which was slightly less entertaining than I'd been expecting - possibly cos I was listening to him for 50 mins or so and previously it'd been about 20mins. Hey ho, you have to learn these things sometime.
Wonder what the best possible listening would be? Sometimes I would like to listen to a play and really get caught up in the story. Other times it's something like BH on Sunday mornings (Radio 4, 9000-1000) Otherwise it's just an onslaught of fast and loud music... Nothing like a bit of variety.
So there is nothing to report other than the borderline enjoyment - is this a sign of endorphins kicking in? I can only hope. Oh, and the pain running down the back of my legs - think it's a fairly common complaint among runners. I did try to run putting my heel down first which stretched everything a bit and felt like it might be the right thing to to. I expect I'd better speak to an expert really.
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