Pleasantly surprised by hills. Less pleasantly surprised by other things.

It’s been a funny old week. Following on from last Tuesday’s success, I was going to go out on Thursday after work, but had a much better offer of calling round at my sister’s and admiring my niece’s sitting skills. She’s just turned 6 months and I think the novelty of this will wear off for me by the time she’s about, oooh, 17.

I didn’t feel bad about prioritising a game of row row row your boat (upper body workout anyone?) because she’s gorgeous and I could always go out on Friday. This was an excellent plan scuppered only by the man who drove into the back of me on my way to work, rendering my car undrivable. The planned run was therefore replaced by an endless loop of hold music, claims handlers and fending off enquiries about my potential whiplash injuries.

I’m pleased to report that the incident has caused me no injuries, despite the best efforts of a particular customer service department (can you get whiplash from banging your head against a brickwall?). I’m fine and dandy, just terrified of damaging my replacement vehicle which is newer, shinier and vrooooomier than my usual car.

Did 3.3 miles tonight as a sort of group run, it wasn’t a club run, but it was nice not to have to think about where I was going. One thing I love about guided runs is that you sometimes do routes that you would normally avoid and it can surprise you. Tonight’s took me on a route that I’ve considered before, but chickened out of because it seems too undualating. Turns out I can do it after all!