Yesterday evening I was not happy.
I had just finished a five day training course which included going in on a Saturday and dealing with work emails every morning and evening. I am putting on weight, but can’t seem to stop myself reaching for the crisps. I was coming down with a cold.
I was tired and grumpy.
I needed to make dinner.
There was only one thing for it – go for a run.
Not a Jogger 