Good morning. My entire family appears to have gone mad this morning. Perhaps I didn't help by playing them One Too Many Mornings by The Chemical Brothers quite loudly first thing, but it made me serene AF so thought it might calm all of the screaming, but sadly it just made them even more furious. Thoughts and prayers please. Didn't make it to #ParkRun due to traffic, so did a local run. It was a struggle. Like they say: struggle struggle lemon bugle. No idea why. Cold, toe hurt, tired legs from Thursday. Still managed 6.5k and the time was good. When I'm with a bajillion other people I can gauge it better than when I just run with Patrish and she's faster than me and I try to keep up so burn out quicker etc etc BOOOORING. But it's done and I'll no doubt feel good for it and it was further than PR so hopefully that offsets the struggs a bit. I am boring myself. Do not read this. It's so astronomically self-involved. I suppose that's social meeds though, innit. A diary you hope people will like for some reason. Bit weird. What's the point of a diary that other people read. You might aswell just tell them. But I suppose you reach more people like this. Is that what I'm after? Is that what I need? Is this an email blast? Am I a spam?
TLDR - I wish you well, you tiny creatures who live in my phone. HELLO IN THERE. Sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that. It's only me. The huge human who lives on The Outside. BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER. AND ALSO YOURSELF.
Fin?
