It’s a rushing around sort of day today so I will stick to the facts of the matter.
Nick arrived late and changed out of his (still unused?) sparkling clean runners in favour of his old and battered yet still sparkling pair as it looked like it might rain. There’s a word for people like that, but I can’t think of it right at this moment!
We pretty much duplicated our route from last week except that the first mile or so was interrupted by Nick shaking his watch, exclaiming frustration and making general sounds of disbelief. I agreed that our moderate pace did not feel like a five minute mile pace and eventually the issue was cleared up. The watch had decided, of its own accord, to have a kilometer day! There’s a name for that kind of behaviour!
The rest of the route was pretty uneventful (apart from when Nick tried to kiss a bull… it quite sensibly ran off) and we ended by sprinting down the road to keep the time sub-one-hour.
59 minutes then, covering 6.64 miles. No rain. The only mud was on my trainers (how does he do that?). Good fun had by all!