Just back from a great run. I was down to do a 40 minute jog this evening, but thought I would push it up to an hour because I didn't do anything last night.
So after slogging up Cranbrook Road and getting onto the Downs I was feeling really good and headed for a route which took me an hour last time I did it.
Against the backdrop of the blood-orange sun setting behind the Downs I trogged along pretty well, trying not to go too fast and enjoying the thumping beats in my earphones drowning out the sound of the traffic, (if only I had something to keep the fumes out of my lungs, but I refuse to wear a mask).
I deliberately didn't look at my watch until I got back home and I was amazed to find the run had taken me 50 minutes. I can't believe I've knocked ten minutes off the run since I did it last time.
I must have been taking it real slow last time, and maybe I got a little ahead of myself tonight, but either way I've knocked a load of time off and that feels great.
Going for an hour and 20 on Sunday. Just the small matter of a wedding in between now and then.
But actually I'm even more amazed at Coronation Street. For a start I cannot believe it's been a year already since Liam died, cruelly cut down in his prime thanks to that dodgy Tony bloke. And now he's proposed to Maria and she's engaged! Unbelievable. No wonder Liam's ma's upset, indecent haste indeed!
Kevin Webster makes the most unlikely philanderer and I just don't buy the whole little affair between Craig Charles and that old trog.
Good to see Leannne Battersby back on her feet though, as it were.
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