Tuesday's sensible running clothes were a bit of a boon!
All this running, it’s a great distraction. Maybe its just a distraction. Whatever, Tuesday’s run was different. On Sunday there were a good number of steep hills, on Tuesday it was relatively flat which meant I could easily keep up a regular pace and an even, normal-coloured, facial skin tone. This was a blessing because I was road running early in the morning. It meant I could flash a smile at cute drivers, as they waited for me to pass on the single track road, without looking like I was waving them down for a medical emergency I might be having. Hmmm *slips into daydream*. Note to self: remember particularly cute passenger who gave a full on smile, and run along same road at same time tomorrow 
I ran down the long the road until I came to a footpath that crosses the fields to Chacewater, where I couldn’t help but slow down to take in the view. I mean you have to, it’s obligatory. What’s the point in running otherwise? Take a look for yourself and you’ll see what I mean.
I love this view, but I don't know why - I just keep going back to it!
Daffodil fields fall away into the misty distance
An old water trough and wonderful morning colours
with plenty of time to run around the grass, being a plane!
When I got home I felt so energised I even had enough beans to bounce around the kitchen to The Supremes! Then I had a shower. Yes. A shower.
