Meta-meta hair of the dog (sans dog or alcohol)

My legs still felt heavy from my run with Daren on Monday and I had other good excuses lined up for not running this morning (such as, it was already too hot to sit in the teahouse, which is really rare) but run I did.

I did the simple short circuit of 1.88 miles in just under 18 minutes… it’s nothing to write home about, but hopefully it will build some much needed muscle memory to allow me to get back to running the tank tracks route again.

Two blokes and Lyra

I met Daren and Lyra (his small and very well trained hound) upstairs at the Windmills this morning for a run along to Ditchling Beacon and back.

It was a b e a u t i f u l day for sitting in the sun drinking coffee, but we managed to complete our run and around half our conversation before we succumbed to Chelsea’s horse-box coffee shop for the other half.

4.29 miles in about 50 minutes… definitely a jog rather than a run 🙂

Daren & Lyra (the other guy with the cow is nothing to do with us 🙂