Not So Cool Runnings

I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed this morning, with the help of a grumpy cat relentlessness in its quest to be fed at absurd hours. I went outside, let out the chickens and was delighted to find two eggs in their coop- unfortunately a bit soft- but that's to be expected for the first few eggs whilst they sort themselves out. So thank you chicken one and chicken two (N.B. I really need to find names for them).

I then plotted my running route. I have to run a 10 km race in five days, and haven't put on a pair of trainers since April. After deciding that plotting the run on mapmyrun ( great tool if you haven't used it before), did not count as doing exercise in itself, I found my iPod armband thing, stuck on a playlist and set off up and down a nearby country road. 

Surprisingly it felt okay, I was thankful for  the stretching break after a mile, and again, when I felt I should call my mother and let her know that I had yet to be hit by a car (she worries. A lot). It was incredibly hot, considering the time ( 8 a.m) and month (September), but I all in all, it was quite enjoyable.