There are some friends who are just basically very good for you. So having dragged my holiday pal out running on arrival in Brighton yesterday, she then spent the last few minutes before we hit the sack last night patiently bringing the conversation back - however often I changed the subject - to whether we'd get up and go out again before breakfast this morning.
Although she actually owned up to planning a longer run herself (which duly took place to Hove and beyond) her supportive gentle nagging is still probably the real reason I found myself jogging along the front this morning (albeit nowhere near Hove) before breakfast. And yes, I was pleased with myself afterwards. Sigh. How predictable I am!
So two-and-a-half miles of sea and sunrise. What more could one ask for on a winter holiday than the sustaining warmth provided by such self-satisfied smugness?
Brighton front - great place to run and even better place to breakfast after!
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