Tuesday 17 March 2015

Fingers crossed

It's one of those few days I've had in the past 1,903 days when I've gone out for my run with a stinking cold.

On days like today I wonder if my running streak will come to a sudden end.

If I can drag myself round tomorrow morning I will, providing it's still no more than a cold.

It's all part of the game I guess. It just doesn't seem quite as much fun at the moment.

Fingers crossed for tomorrow morning.

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