I was hoping to at least to have a XC race to blog about this weekend; M was due to run the Northern relays today in Sheffield. Being office bound all day and staring at walls at night offers little exciting content in this Runningbear's life to blog about. Anyway, the men's V40 team fell apart leaving us both at a loose end for the day. So a bit of Commonwealth Games on the telly it is.
The running is progressing a bit. I've managed some jogging this week and so far all is okay, tight and sore but no worse for it. I'm encouraged enough to keep trying and perhaps try a longer one tomorrow. So far 7 has been the max. Either that or fiddle with some new photoshop functions. Fresh air is good.