Lazy bones.

Hi everybody.
I have a confession to make. It's been over a week since I last went out for a run and I've had all the time in the world to do so. In my defence I've been nursing aching feet since dancing the night away at a ceilidh last weekend. Lots of food, lots of local cider and then lots of jumping about in kilts to some Scottish country music. It's a wonder no-one was sick. Actually someone was but it was the following morning so they can be forgiven. We all camped out in a field so the vomit was clearly visible once the sun had risen. Otherwise much merriment was had by all parties, myself included. I rarely dance anywhere, not since my younger days (loved up raver!) but the combination of live folk music, strong booze and my getting to wear a kilt made it all the more enjoyable.

I was supposed to be camping this weekend as well but apparently you need to book well in advance for weekend breaks in August. Who knew! With heavy heart I reluctantly booked my girlfriend and me into a hotel with a pool and sauna. To think we could have been enjoying the great outdoors and beans-on-toast for breakfast. Maybe another time. She's making us go out for a run before we go though so perhaps I should go out this afternoon as well to get my knees back into the swing of things. Just a short session mind you, it's baking hot outside. We had 30 degrees Celsius yesterday (86 degrees Fahrenheit) and it's still quite warm today.

After the seven+ miler I ran last week I reckon I can get up to ten miles by the end of August no problem. But for now I'll settle for a little 5-miler to keep me on my toes. Which means I'm going to have to say goodbye for now.

Thank you very much to everyone who has donated so far.
Talk to you later :D