Hauling yourself out of bed on a cold, soggy Saturday morning and heading to an exposed Warwickshire airfield to run round in circles doesn’t sound that appealing but I had something to prove.
Firstly, Merry Christmas to you all. I hope you’ve been good boys & girls so that you get what you want tomorrow.
Yesterday I went for my last run before Christmas. Eventually.
I finished work at lunchtime, got home and wrapped my presents and then procrastinated with a vain hope of the rain moving on.
It didn’t. It got heavier.