2011 Streak Day 182/365: Run - 2.01 miles, Time - 17min 49sec, Weather - lovely mild summer's evening
Today saw a small victory.
It had been a Winchester day, without anything that could in all honesty be classified as exercise (a half mile amble?) and the journey back had been tedious (it's the M25, it's friday evening, what can you expect). I arrived home sleepy and lethargic, and tempted to trick-out the amble into something resembling strenuous activity. In a word: cheat.
But no! my conscience would not be quiet. After a fortifying glass of sherry (one does after all have to maintain one's standards of an evening), I changed and headed out for a couple of miles.
When I got back I felt rather pleased to have shown a little bit of determination, a hint of rectitude. But as I rather deprecate smugness, I soon put those thoughts aside and concentrated on the restorative powers of sherry, which I think you will all agree has now been proved, beyond doubt.
Today's photo comes from my short amble in Winchester and should be classified in a new series: "Things you don't see in Hemel". I can honestly say I have never seen anyone paint a piano on a Hemel pavement.