Last night made for a nice change - I cooked tea while hubby sweated it out on the exercise bike and treadmill. It's quite good fun watching someone else suffer!
I'm working a late today, so knew that I needed to fit in some training this morning. A quick peek outside confirmed my worst fears...pouring rain. Determined not to be defeated (or accused of being a wimp and settling for the treadmill) I headed out for a puddle-splashing three miles. I made good time, despite constantly muttering under my breath about the rain, which seemed to seep through and under every inch of clothing.
The thought of a hot shower waiting for me at home kept me going, and I feel good that I made the effort - now I'm sat snugly with a cup of tea and a blanket.
Too wimpy to run in the rain? Not me.
But I still don't want it to rain on marathon day!
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