Day 318 – Week 47 – 47 mins (30)

It’s very tempting NOT to go for a run when you are at work.

I mean there’s a lot of rigmarole. You have to remember to take everything with you – towel, heart-rate monitor (Ok, I guess you could do it without that), clean underwear…it’s a lot to remember when you are stumbling out of the house first thing in the morning.

And of course, once you are there and there’s a few people slinking off for a nice pub-lunch, you look at that sorry gym bag and think…maybe I should just go to the pub instead. But then you think – but I got myself so organised, didn’t forget anything, and managed not to lose it on the hour and a quarter commute on crowded underground trains into work…it would be a shame to waste it.

And so, you take a deep breath, wave the others off to the pub, and go and get changed for a half hour jog along the river on a Spring day. I mean – you feel good and everything – but it’s not quite the same as a fish and chips and a shandy on a sunny afternoon….

Suzi