It seemed like a good idea at the time that I packed my runners for trip to Dubai.
However, I think it might have been better to have got out earlier in the morning to actually use them, before the temperature had risen to 35 degrees. I have great respect for Mister Broom, on all sorts of levels, but not least that he often runs (rather quickly) in the searing heat of Dubai!
By comparison I merely jogged out and down to the marina, then followed the curvy path past the myriad skyscrapers (including the one topped by our two-storey penthouse for the week), before seeking the shade on the beach side… at which point I relented and walked back!
I’ve written before about how well camoflaged our running machine is, such that I hardly notice it despite it being in prime real estate between the open plan sitting & dining rooms.
I wanted a run this morning, but I didn’t feel like going out!