Nick called yesterday to cry off this morning’s run, which was a really good thing as I had forgotten that we had changed it to Thursdays. I didn’t tell him that though, rather allowing him to expand on his elaborate excuse, something to do with looking after someones bored nose, which was an entirely new one on me.
I twisted my ankle in the car park at work on Monday (I am reading The Black Swan by Nassim Taleb at the moment so I really shouldn’t be surprised by this, but if you saw the ‘stuff’ that I run on and compared it to the car park, you’d probably be amazed!) so I was not super-inclined to run anyway.
Furthermore, yesterday morning was totally brass monkey weather and the thought of getting supercooled in October did not appeal.
However, this morning dawned mild again so I decided that I would take my shorts for a quick run ahead of the approaching winter.
I took the same route that I ran with Nigel Woods a couple of weeks back which I reckoned was 5.2 miles so the 46 minute time gave me a speed of 6.8mph.