So sometimes it's actually ... not vile?

Less than twelve hours after I whinged and moaned (to myself of course - if only I had the breathing power to whinge and moan out loud!) while running my previous evening away in the rain, here I am blogging again!

And it's definitely time to say a huge thank you to all of you wonderful Janathoners and all my friends and family who have been nagging, praising and generally helping me keep going.

For this morning (whisper it secretly) was not so bad! Yes, it became another rest of painful endurance - but that was my own fault for pushing myself to the three mile mark. And I did it. What's more ... I (just) crammed in those three miles in under 30 minutes. I think this might just be my peak day!

Let us list:

- it didn't rain
- it felt (again, don't tell) almost pleasant to be up and out once I'd got out the door
- after about one mile, jogging gently downhill, I had the remotest momentary glimpse of why people might do this and perceive it to be enjoyable
- it wasn't windy
- it wasn't icy or snowy or dangerous
- and finally ... it's not yet 9 am and I am jogged, logged and blogged.

Day 18 of the Janathon: I have you vanquished!