Friday 29 March 2013

A fortnight's break from running because of the snow. Mrs Oblong comments that I write about running more often than I do it. Whilst this is true (a couple of running-based short stories this week) it's not exactly fair.

My body is stiff and the wind is icy cold, I struggle to find the inspiration and can't get beyond a slow trudge.

I feel my age. Not just the body feeling crap and frail, but some unstoppable part of my brain wants to complain about the weather and it not being like this at the end of March when I was young.

British summertime starts this weekend, the cricket season the weekend after. Brrr.

Stat watch: 6k, 36 minutes, 10 ducks, 1 boat.