Been out this morning for the start of week 8. Nothing spectacular only 25 mins steady was required and managed just over 2 miles. Just as I was coming into the park I saw a woman running towards me going like an express train and I thought I bet she's a young club athlete in training for something. When I got up to her she must have been 60 if she was a day! And she said good morning like she was just out to get a paper. There am I, bimbling along valiantly, thinking I must surely be nearing the Olympic qualifying time for something by now, and there is she, at least 20 years older and running faster than Usain bleeding Bolt. There is no justice in the world. Or in park, at any rate.
But I did see a really cute puppy. And a finch.